Waka Flocka Flame - King of the Trap lyrics

[Intro: Big Stacksss] What it do, n***a? It's your boy, Big Stacksss, mane I'm right here with my n***a Waka, mane So Icey Entertainment, mane Meet the Paper Gang, n***a Let's get it, baby The best in the streets, n***a Believe that [Hook: Big Stacksss] I'm the king of the trap and I ain't talking rap Two Tecs in my lap 'cause a n***a stay strapped My n***a doing fifteen, it's nothing but a thing When he hit the streets again, we be doing the same thing I'm the king of the trap and I ain't talking rap Two Tecs in my lap 'cause a n***a stay strapped My n***a doing fifteen, it's nothing but a thing When he hit the streets again, we be doing the same thing [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Oh let's do it, shawty said he need the bricks I come masked up and strapped up, so don't flex I'm thinking to myself, why not sell this n***a flex? I'm about that check, so b**h, where the money at? I don't really play 'bout that, where Flock in the trap Beat it off the tip-top, shoot you like a jumpshot That's how Waka Flock rock, my trap boom like a beatbox My ba** bump so good, Gucci bump me by the [?] I popped two beans, now I'm out of here Hey, like real talk, seen a hundred pounds, man Dope in my mouth, so you know my tongue numb I got mid in my nuts, trying to sell this onion [Hook: Big Stacksss] I'm the king of the trap and I ain't talking rap Two Tecs in my lap 'cause a n***a stay strapped My n***a doing fifteen, it's nothing but a thing When he hit the streets again, we be doing the same thing I'm the king of the trap and I ain't talking rap Two Tecs in my lap 'cause a n***a stay strapped My n***a doing fifteen, it's nothing but a thing When he hit the streets again, we be doing the same thing [Verse 2: Big Stacksss] My whole life, I trapped, I'm talking dope house f** n***as racks, I'm talking mighty mouse Two bricks and a scale at my mama's house By the stove while she cooking up some sauerkraut Real n***as in the street, that's who I'm talking to Fake n***as, go ahead and hate, that's what you're prone to My whole life in the streets, getting to the money When I was broke, they was happy, now they looking funny Big Stacksss, motherf**er, that's a damn shame So much money in my stash, I changed it to my name So much knowledge on the streets, I had to stuff my brain So much sauce on the work, I give it to you wings [Hook: Big Stacksss] I'm the king of the trap and I ain't talking rap Two Tecs in my lap 'cause a n***a stay strapped My n***a doing fifteen, it's nothing but a thing When he hit the streets again, we be doing the same thing I'm the king of the trap and I ain't talking rap Two Tecs in my lap 'cause a n***a stay strapped My n***a doing fifteen, it's nothing but a thing When he hit the streets again, we be doing the same thing [Verse 3: Big Stacksss] I'm aggressive on the lane like a kid's toy And bringing pain and a lot of heat to you f**boys Grinning in your face, you need to press your face Before I give you a brand new fist to taste And it got a lot of c**aine residue And I stomp you with the sh** under my tennis shoes Big Stacksss, the Chatt-town representer The dope be losing, but n***a, I'm a f**ing winner I'm in the hood, on the streets like a mailbox My bricks multiplying, call them chicken pox I write my own sh** and speak this sh** first-person I had to close the blinds 'cause these f** n***as is lurking [Hook: Big Stacksss] I'm the king of the trap and I ain't talking rap Two Tecs in my lap 'cause a n***a stay strapped My n***a doing fifteen, it's nothing but a thing When he hit the streets again, we be doing the same thing I'm the king of the trap and I ain't talking rap Two Tecs in my lap 'cause a n***a stay strapped My n***a doing fifteen, it's nothing but a thing When he hit the streets again, we be doing the same thing