"Trap Dice" lyrics
Last night
I had a vision of my lifestyle in the fast life exotic cars want somethin' ain't gotta ask twice my arm keeps throwing my number I got the trap dice
If I should slip I get up and double I'm that nice
Life's a bitch till you hit her off with the act right
The streets are shady my rollie hand is my flashlight
I get a vision and I manifest I'm that tight
Had to do wrong to get right
Carrots round my spects cold neck rollin Cohiba diggas' sniff em like a bloodhound get some golden retriever
Check my visas
There's different color flips screen trips I miss my beeper
Cups just to toast by the home styrofoam and Ibiza
From my heart to pen and paper a microphone to your speaker
Therapeutic vibes and dope tones nice alone's of procedure
I don't need ya'
I entertain matters all at my leisure
Chronic breather
Box of rosé right out the freezer
Pockets deeper
Bitches see, blink, drop, to a seizure
Rhyme beside me gotta be I'll fuck the popular feature
From independent to mainstream tackle topics from either
All these flyin miles done got me sea sick tropical fever (Uh)
Wine and pasta in a central plaza
You getcha' commas up they recognize ya
You ask for real ones and they send imposters
You played a role well everything is matching but ya posture, yeah we gotcha
Last night
I had a vision of my lifestyle in the fast life exotic cars want somethin' ain't gotta ask twice my arm keeps throwing my number I got the trap dice
If I should slip I get up and double I'm that nice
Life's a bitch till you hit her off with the act right
The streets are shady my rollie hand is my flashlight
I get a vision and I manifest I'm that tight
Had to do wrong to get right
Rivera seats, white beach, and Prada bed sheets
Peasants could never knockout a giant I'm outta heads reach
Three quarters of lifestyle shopping a Louie fled fleece
Anything for my baby girl fuck the world in my next speech
Vulture journalists pressin' me give a fuck bouta press week
Shook on the devils dance floor move like I got 2 left feet
Comfortable pinned the underdog that's when I get the best sleep
Stomach roars when I come for war battles all in the technique
Everyday is a money play rather mine is a liquid
Watch the words outta mouth I ain't satisfied witcha' lipstick
Pain above pills love kills scanners from the ballistics
Clout'll clog ya nose would you know a million cash if you sniffed it? (UH!)
I'm like a rigged
A one man band rhymin exquisite
Sly and gifted, busy knockin' down doors no time to kick it
I'm the big dip
Stars in the ceiling they sold ya shit with
Freedom is everything keep ya deal 'cause I won't risk it
Last night
I had a vision of my lifestyle in the fast life exotic cars want somethin' ain't gotta ask twice my arm keeps throwing my number I got the trap dice
If I should slip I get up and double I'm that nice
Life's a bitch till you hit her off with the act right
The streets are shady my rollie hand is my flashlight
I get a vision and I manifest I'm that tight
Had to do wrong to get right
I had a vision of my lifestyle in the fast life exotic cars want somethin' ain't gotta ask twice my arm keeps throwing my number I got the trap dice
If I should slip I get up and double I'm that nice
Life's a bitch till you hit her off with the act right
The streets are shady my rollie hand is my flashlight
I get a vision and I manifest I'm that tight
Had to do wrong to get right
Carrots round my spects cold neck rollin Cohiba diggas' sniff em like a bloodhound get some golden retriever
Check my visas
There's different color flips screen trips I miss my beeper
Cups just to toast by the home styrofoam and Ibiza
From my heart to pen and paper a microphone to your speaker
Therapeutic vibes and dope tones nice alone's of procedure
I don't need ya'
I entertain matters all at my leisure
Chronic breather
Box of rosé right out the freezer
Pockets deeper
Bitches see, blink, drop, to a seizure
Rhyme beside me gotta be I'll fuck the popular feature
From independent to mainstream tackle topics from either
All these flyin miles done got me sea sick tropical fever (Uh)
Wine and pasta in a central plaza
You getcha' commas up they recognize ya
You ask for real ones and they send imposters
You played a role well everything is matching but ya posture, yeah we gotcha
Last night
I had a vision of my lifestyle in the fast life exotic cars want somethin' ain't gotta ask twice my arm keeps throwing my number I got the trap dice
If I should slip I get up and double I'm that nice
Life's a bitch till you hit her off with the act right
The streets are shady my rollie hand is my flashlight
I get a vision and I manifest I'm that tight
Had to do wrong to get right
Rivera seats, white beach, and Prada bed sheets
Peasants could never knockout a giant I'm outta heads reach
Three quarters of lifestyle shopping a Louie fled fleece
Anything for my baby girl fuck the world in my next speech
Vulture journalists pressin' me give a fuck bouta press week
Shook on the devils dance floor move like I got 2 left feet
Comfortable pinned the underdog that's when I get the best sleep
Stomach roars when I come for war battles all in the technique
Everyday is a money play rather mine is a liquid
Watch the words outta mouth I ain't satisfied witcha' lipstick
Pain above pills love kills scanners from the ballistics
Clout'll clog ya nose would you know a million cash if you sniffed it? (UH!)
I'm like a rigged
A one man band rhymin exquisite
Sly and gifted, busy knockin' down doors no time to kick it
I'm the big dip
Stars in the ceiling they sold ya shit with
Freedom is everything keep ya deal 'cause I won't risk it
Last night
I had a vision of my lifestyle in the fast life exotic cars want somethin' ain't gotta ask twice my arm keeps throwing my number I got the trap dice
If I should slip I get up and double I'm that nice
Life's a bitch till you hit her off with the act right
The streets are shady my rollie hand is my flashlight
I get a vision and I manifest I'm that tight
Had to do wrong to get right
