"Trap Star" lyrics

Ayy
Woke up, 9 strapped, then I slid to the bank
Migo hoppin' out with a cup full of drank
I been turnin' up, ayy, ayy

Woke up, grabbed the strap, then I slid to the bank
Migo hoppin' out with a cup full of drank
I been turnin' up, give a fuck what you think, ayy
Uh, grew up around dope dealers and the trap stars
Walk down, watch a nigga turn into a track star
First nigga try to play get hit with an AR

Boomed out, throwin' money, pourin' lean in the section
I rock double C's, not Celine when I'm steppin'
I'm outside with a weapon
You ain't never spent 10K just to re-up
Never slide through the hood ridin' with your seat up
You ridin' with your bitch, I'm ridin' with my heater
Feel like niggas on my tail, gotta pick the speed up
In the spot baggin' ounces, Doe got his feet up
My windows tinted when I'm drivin', you can't even see us
I'm OT 'round the globe, niggas wanna be us
My section full of dope dealers and scammers
I'm OT ridin' 'round with a hammer
Put some money to the side in case you gettin' jammed up, ayy
Say them shots rang off the last time they had ran up
They shot my OG, I made a call, picked my mans up
Pullin' off, I'm pullin' up, put your hands up

Woke up, grabbed the strap, then I slid to the bank
Migo hoppin' out with a cup full of drank
I been turnin' up, give a fuck what you think, ayy
Uh, grew up around dope dealers and the trap stars
Walk down, watch a nigga turn into a track star
First nigga try to play get hit with an AR