24kGoldn - Trapper's Anthem lyrics
24kGoldn [Golden Landis Von Jones] U.S.
[24kGoldn - Trapper's Anthem lyrics]
This one's for all my trappers
If you get money, this one's for you
Whatchu know bout bustin' down a bag?
Gucci do rag, and my tracksuit black
Might blow some stacks
Say "Fuck it" by the rack
Straps go clack, need cheese with the mac
Whatchu know bout bustin' down a bag?
Gucci do rag, and my tracksuit black
Might blow some stacks
Say "Fuck it" by the rack
Straps go clack, need cheese with the mac
Ayy
With the mac, cheese with the mac
Shawty all up on me, so I told her "Back
Back" back, back, cop another pack
Bout to break it down
Plug the whole cul-de-sac, ayy
Cul-de-sac get a quarter, run it back
We don't never slack, and we don't never lack
Suite Life, no Cody, no Zack
Pull up talkin' smack in your whip
Get jacked credit cards, they cracked
And bank accounts, they hacked
I started in thе shack
Out the back I used to trap
And now I'm in the mansion
Diamonds on mе dancin'
Projects I'm financin', I got it no advancin'
Whatchu know bout bustin' down a bag?
Gucci do rag, and my tracksuit black
Might blow some stacks
Say "Fuck it" by the rack
Straps go clack, need cheese with the mac
Whatchu know bout bustin' down a bag?
Gucci do rag, and my tracksuit black
Might blow some stacks
Say "Fuck it" by the rack
Straps go clack, need cheese with the mac
Hit that big lick, hit that big lick
Hit my line if you need to couple zip, zips
I'm stackin' big chips, money I just flip
Flip
Hypebeast and haute CDG on the grip, grip
Wrist just drip, drip, jeans they be ripped
Ripped
My life a movie, damn, I love the script
Script exotic cars I whip, whip
Exotic packs I ship, ship
Here's a tip, tip, don't let
'em catch you slip, slip
Not everyone gon' get this, that's okay
This one's for the trappers, if you winnin'
Say "Ayy"
Not everyone gon' get this, that's okay
This one's for the trappers, if you winnin'
Say "Ayy"
Whatchu know bout bustin' down a bag?
Gucci do rag, and my tracksuit black
Might blow some stacks
Say "Fuck it" by the rack
Straps go clack, need cheese with the mac
Whatchu know bout bustin' down a bag?
Gucci do rag, and my tracksuit black
Might blow some stacks
Say "Fuck it" by the rack
Straps go clack, need cheese with the mac
Ayy
Cheese with the mac
I said cheese with the mac
Cheese with the mac
I said cheese with the mac bow, bow, bow
If you get money, this one's for you
Whatchu know bout bustin' down a bag?
Gucci do rag, and my tracksuit black
Might blow some stacks
Say "Fuck it" by the rack
Straps go clack, need cheese with the mac
Whatchu know bout bustin' down a bag?
Gucci do rag, and my tracksuit black
Might blow some stacks
Say "Fuck it" by the rack
Straps go clack, need cheese with the mac
Ayy
With the mac, cheese with the mac
Shawty all up on me, so I told her "Back
Back" back, back, cop another pack
Bout to break it down
Plug the whole cul-de-sac, ayy
Cul-de-sac get a quarter, run it back
We don't never slack, and we don't never lack
Suite Life, no Cody, no Zack
Pull up talkin' smack in your whip
Get jacked credit cards, they cracked
And bank accounts, they hacked
I started in thе shack
Out the back I used to trap
And now I'm in the mansion
Diamonds on mе dancin'
Projects I'm financin', I got it no advancin'
Whatchu know bout bustin' down a bag?
Gucci do rag, and my tracksuit black
Might blow some stacks
Say "Fuck it" by the rack
Straps go clack, need cheese with the mac
Whatchu know bout bustin' down a bag?
Gucci do rag, and my tracksuit black
Might blow some stacks
Say "Fuck it" by the rack
Straps go clack, need cheese with the mac
Hit that big lick, hit that big lick
Hit my line if you need to couple zip, zips
I'm stackin' big chips, money I just flip
Flip
Hypebeast and haute CDG on the grip, grip
Wrist just drip, drip, jeans they be ripped
Ripped
My life a movie, damn, I love the script
Script exotic cars I whip, whip
Exotic packs I ship, ship
Here's a tip, tip, don't let
'em catch you slip, slip
Not everyone gon' get this, that's okay
This one's for the trappers, if you winnin'
Say "Ayy"
Not everyone gon' get this, that's okay
This one's for the trappers, if you winnin'
Say "Ayy"
Whatchu know bout bustin' down a bag?
Gucci do rag, and my tracksuit black
Might blow some stacks
Say "Fuck it" by the rack
Straps go clack, need cheese with the mac
Whatchu know bout bustin' down a bag?
Gucci do rag, and my tracksuit black
Might blow some stacks
Say "Fuck it" by the rack
Straps go clack, need cheese with the mac
Ayy
Cheese with the mac
I said cheese with the mac
Cheese with the mac
I said cheese with the mac bow, bow, bow