"tts trapstar" lyrics
On God Kilo made the beat
Woah!
Woah
Oh yeah, woah
Slatt, ok
Bottega boots when I fuck on these hoes
If I see a opp I'm uppin the score
Pushin' this bitch I push off in the ghost
Too high on these drugs I might just overdose
C'mon, let's check out the scenery
These niggas did not believe in me
He know he my son, he a seed of me
The bitch on me doin' some things to me
I bet that I'm higher than you
Top-tier shit, man come check out the view
Bag the baddest bitch in the crew
After I'm done I skip to my loot
All black on me, I feel like a villain
Murder my set bitch I'm finna make a killin'
We going up, goin' past the ceiling
Already got some bands finna stack it to a million
Birds in the trap, a bad bitch on my lap
I'll take him off the map, he [?]
I blew some bags up in [?], geeked up in this big body [?]
I can't man that shit was personal, top-tier shit this that Kapital
I just wanna spend it on new bands from Cartier
Top-tier [?] a Rick Owens partier
Pull up with sticks and we clear out the area
They nowhere near us these niggas inferior (Slatt)
Bitch I'm tryna see what the motion
I'm sippin' the act, this potion
She all on my body like lotion
I'm ready for war like a trojan
Yeah, let's geek out let's do it
Let's do shrooms let's do it
Count these racks get to it
Lil' bitch you must be stupid
[?] say I lose it
Coat [?] one fit
I turn up, turn up to moshpit
I would think that she on go
Yeah she real geeked off the molly
Top-tier shit we gon' blow
Might take a trip to Cali'
Me and my bros we shoppin', we just [?]
Rick Owens shoes we coppin', OC clothes we rockin'
Birds in the trap, a bad bitch on my lap
I'll take him off the map, he [?]
I blew some bags up in [?], geeked up in this big body [?]
I can't man that shit was personal, top-tier shit this that Kapital (Euhh)
Slatt, slatt, slatt, uhh
Euhh, yeah, yeah, euhh
Slatt, slatt, euhh
Yeah, euhh, euhh, euhh
Slatt, slatt, euhh
Yeah, euhh, euhh, euhh
Top-tier shit nigga fuckin' slatt
Woah!
Woah
Oh yeah, woah
Slatt, ok
Bottega boots when I fuck on these hoes
If I see a opp I'm uppin the score
Pushin' this bitch I push off in the ghost
Too high on these drugs I might just overdose
C'mon, let's check out the scenery
These niggas did not believe in me
He know he my son, he a seed of me
The bitch on me doin' some things to me
I bet that I'm higher than you
Top-tier shit, man come check out the view
Bag the baddest bitch in the crew
After I'm done I skip to my loot
All black on me, I feel like a villain
Murder my set bitch I'm finna make a killin'
We going up, goin' past the ceiling
Already got some bands finna stack it to a million
Birds in the trap, a bad bitch on my lap
I'll take him off the map, he [?]
I blew some bags up in [?], geeked up in this big body [?]
I can't man that shit was personal, top-tier shit this that Kapital
I just wanna spend it on new bands from Cartier
Top-tier [?] a Rick Owens partier
Pull up with sticks and we clear out the area
They nowhere near us these niggas inferior (Slatt)
Bitch I'm tryna see what the motion
I'm sippin' the act, this potion
She all on my body like lotion
I'm ready for war like a trojan
Yeah, let's geek out let's do it
Let's do shrooms let's do it
Count these racks get to it
Lil' bitch you must be stupid
[?] say I lose it
Coat [?] one fit
I turn up, turn up to moshpit
I would think that she on go
Yeah she real geeked off the molly
Top-tier shit we gon' blow
Might take a trip to Cali'
Me and my bros we shoppin', we just [?]
Rick Owens shoes we coppin', OC clothes we rockin'
Birds in the trap, a bad bitch on my lap
I'll take him off the map, he [?]
I blew some bags up in [?], geeked up in this big body [?]
I can't man that shit was personal, top-tier shit this that Kapital (Euhh)
Slatt, slatt, slatt, uhh
Euhh, yeah, yeah, euhh
Slatt, slatt, euhh
Yeah, euhh, euhh, euhh
Slatt, slatt, euhh
Yeah, euhh, euhh, euhh
Top-tier shit nigga fuckin' slatt
