Last Real Trap Rapper Song Lyrics

Yeah, Bankroll
Haha, yeah, (Play that shit, 4)
Ayy, Heavy, turn the beat up, though

Nigga, I'm the last real trap rapper
Way too street, I don't like rappers
Nigga play with me, knock his hat backwards
Headshot a nigga, make his legs shatter
Bitch, I was rich before QC
Kept good quality, controlled the streets
Big dawg, nigga, ain't no ho in me
Never see a nigga lil' boying me

Bought a hundred pound when I got my first rap check
Busting down bowls 'fore my shows, I'm a trap vet
Richard Millie but I kinda wanna get a Patek
Neck hella icy, filled that bitch up with baguettes
No plain jane, told Wafi and them bust that
If you shoot at me, that's a fact, I'ma bust back
Hundred some rounds in my chop, boy, don't touch that
Last nigga play, boy, he dead, I'ma hush that

I'm a trap nigga, still gettin' packs in
Still getting booked, getting backends
Louie duffel bag what the racks in
Trap nigga gear, Air Maxing