Trap lord and I'm righteous Cozy boy and I'm still reclinin Bad bitch in manolo blahnik I pump that ass like that colonic Feel the bass and that beat knockin Can't see my face, I'm beneath the stockin Stop you nigga but the heat brolic Get your head chopped like supersonic Yamborghini in a Lamborghini Margiela bitch in that red bikini French bitch suck seven weewees Ask Rock if you don't believe me Mobbing hard with my mob Trap lord the young god ASAP we go hard Brraaap boy in yo car Lay flat boy, it's yo gun Feeling like a task force with that chrome Feeling like I'm Flex boy with that bomb (BOOM) Tec spray like cologne Better get that tec boy you're so gone Hit him in the neck, jaw and his arm You better not flex boy when I zone Cause I draw guns like Crayons