I.L.Y.2 & Metronome - TRAPBASTARD

Huh
Bombastic, I drop rap tactics, how to dash a fat chick
Stack checks like a trap bastard
I'm an asshole thought you knew from Ari Astor
Put it in her ass and now she screamin' go faster
Put her pussy to sleep and then I send her to the pasture
Blowin' round casper, found this beat up on Napster
Pop a percy in this E30 beam
All leather interior its smellin' hella green
Pop xanny, shave my head look like Mister Clean
When I pop out man I look like mister mister mister
Then I just kissed your sister
Then I pull up with a pistol
I let my stick talk issues
I sipped her, tipped her, dipped her
I roll a ounce on top of my tool
I been like this since I dropped out of school
I got a new coupe and that bitch go vroom
Rip Pop Smoke, pop clutch, smoke dutch when your hangin' out the window
Who's who, what's what, where'd your friends go
Life move fast when you're tweakin' off a benzo
Filthy bitches runnin' through their sneaks like they forest
Huh, that's the twenty two's on the foreigns
Huh, Pop a tabby life never borin' when I get back home pop a xanny I be snorin'

I just wanna feel free
Just me my music alone with my tree
I'm floatin' on a breeze
Ain't no thing you say gon' stop me
I got no dirt on my shoulders I'm on top of the world now

Written by:
Cleve Cook

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