Shod Da Kidd - Zilla In The Trap

Someday, it will all be over
Someday, it will all be over
Ay, ay, beating down the block
Beating up my opps
This lost balloon gon' pop
Ay, whoa
This right here a bop
They wanting me to fall off, but ask when I'm gon' drop
Ay, whoa
got bitches by the flock
But I been on the clock
Don't believe me, just watch
Ay, whoa
Been too focused on the guap
Got birds up in the trap
I feel like Travis Scott
Ay
Put on for the block
All the homies watch
I leave my G's shocked
Yeah, yeah
She just giving top
I don't want the bottom
That is not my spot
Ay, whoa, no
Been screaming, fuck a cop
Middle finger out the window
I'm embodying Pac
Ay, whoa
Been too focused on the guap
I'm the highest in the room
I feel like Travis Scott
Straight up
I'm on the street
Shake up his goodness
Shake up his kindness
Ay, ay, turn my swag on
Shiesty mask on
This that snatch a pack and get a bag song
Sipping yak until I'm pass gone
And I'm pass gone
Playing defense with a zip
This a no pass zone
And my pockets hella deep
That's why I got my sag on
Got these hoes ass jumping like a trap phone
Like break that backbone
Make it clap, clap until the last song
If she got a bag, then I might bring a bag home
Shake that ass if you wanna fuck with me
Bring some cash cause I don't fuck for free
I'm in my bag, grocery, I gotta eat
I'm in my bag, grocery, I gotta eat
I'm talking scritch scratch
I need big bank, that's big facts
Nigga was broke, had to fix that
Had to conjure this shit from witchcraft
Voodoo
Who knew that I'd be connected like bluetooth
On niggas neck like loose noose
God had to be sipping on prune juice when he made me
Cause I'm the shit
Constipation
They thirsty for this
Been dehydrated
I tell the hoes "My Johnson waiting
Or you better find yourself something safe to play with"
Made it out the matrix
Had a rose seed grew it out the pavement
We are not adjacent
Had a lot on my mind when I was fighting cases
Now the only thing I think about is the payments
Cause I need that money, Franky
Or I'll set it off like Boosie
Now that my money getting longer
I do what I want like Uzi
I'm the kid cause I act unruly
I'll never grow up like Stewie
And if anybody got a problem
Tell 'em it's fuck you, sue me

Written by:
Rishard Wade

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