lyrics
“Ayo whattup?
It’s the one and only DJ Drama
and you’ tuned into
Jack The Ripper"
Game of thrones when I sit up on the track
Wrong number i won’t ever hit em back
Probably old high schoolers trying get a bit of crack
'Damn crackahs what you smoking i aint evr sold that (damn)'
I ain't shit just moved a little bit of weed
Plus a lil Molly Coke & psylosybin and the speed
Nah I'm kidding talking vyvanse xr in the beads
In the middle of finals week, everyone deep in need
You a trap king, but do you even trapper keep?
Is he talking the fucking binders? this rapper is a fucking geek
Is he claimin he from the streets? water whip it like a creek?
Nope, yet, your girls pussy, I'm deep
Still what-uh, run to la now
Where the weed stow stay open all day now
So I ain't got my old college day job
Steady Rapping practicing the Macarena
Wit spicy, I'm Jack halpeno
I run this track tonight talldenga
This boy gon meet the world call tapanga
Im called a Trap King this is called a banger let's go
I’m that trap king, shakespeare with the acting
Cracka with the bacon, hold up what is that thing
Wait you just made my cocaine solid, what the crap mayne
I ain’t tryinga flip this shit I meant the trap rap thing (WOOp)
I’m that trap king, the fucking trap rap king
Shout out to the traps I jack yo rap, ill give em back mayne
Wait you just made that cocaine solid fucking crack mayne
I ain’t tryinga flip that shit I’m playin' the trap rap game
Yas trick, I roll on trap beat
If I’m doing molly, need a bowl of the fat weed
Then I need a dab no dome from a fat piece
Enail blow the smoke go back to being a rap beast
Switch up, flow, pitch up raps like
Bitch I know, this is jack mic
This is ain't yours, cause I spit that crack, the white
With that soda WOOp
I’m the deal for real bitch I told ya (WOOp)
Bag it up and push it on the corner (WOOp)
Pimp that flow but never limp I’m on it (ooo)
Hindenburg my track blimpin' on em (bOOOm)
All y’all g’s sound like wimps, c-mon kid (ooh)
...I thought killing it was Yo business
But this trap king is fittinga make it reign going Ignant (like WOOp)
I’m that trap king, shakespeare with the acting
Cracka with the bacon, hold up what is that thing
Wait you just made my cocaine solid, what the crap mayne
I ain’t tryinga flip this shit I meant the trap rap thing (WOOp)
I’m that trap king, the fucking trap rap king
Shout out to the traps I jack yo rap, ill give em back mayne
Wait you just made that cocaine solid fucking crack mayne
I ain’t tryinga flip that shit I’m playin' the trap rap game
Comfortable with ignorance, y’all don’t wanna know shit
Y’all dont wanna think a bit, so rapper stick to boastin
You’re tuned into biggest dick, every track booming out the trap jack toasting
Flow I got oceans, crackah dat dope man, you’re already sick of it, deal, I got mo shit
Rappers on some hoe shit, gossiping and copying then patenting they own shit
Do what the label say on they songs cause they own it
You aint a thug you a drug we hooked on bitch
Waiting for withdrawal, and then they go and borrow to re-up style
Check in with them tomorrow
They have it stepped on, flipped yet still we all buy it
Crackah why?
I’m that trap king, shakespeare with the acting
Cracka with the bacon, hold up what is that thing
Wait you just made my cocaine solid, what the crap mayne
I ain’t tryinga flip this shit I meant the trap rap thing (WOOp)
I’m that trap king, the fucking trap rap king
Shout out to the traps I jack yo rap, ill give em back mayne
Wait you just made that cocaine solid fucking crack mayne
I don’t mean drug deal, I’m playin' the trap rap game
[ignorant ad libs]
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