BabyTron - Trae Young lyrics

(Reuel, stop playing with these niggas) ayy
It was times I couldn't even eat
I don’t wanna hear myself
Ayy, it was time I couldn't even eat
Ayy (ShittyBoyz)

Aye, it was times I couldn't even eat
Now I up the dinner roll before
A bitch can even blink
Zazas in my body, I can’t even think
Bitch like Chanel and Dior
She ain't seen no Pink just dropped fifty
How the fuck I ain't seen no ring?
It was pitch-black
How the fuck I ain't need no beam?
Yo mindset fucked up thinking you
Don't need a team
I believe in God but I told
Hutch fuck the Jesus piece
She believes in Tron
She can call me when she need some cheese


Riding with a bitch named "Alicia"
Whip need no keys
Late as hell, turning in the rim, shit
I need Febreze coach ain't like me so I up
Some sleeves on his team
You won't catch me in them bitches
They ain't dead stock i’m a evil genius
Turn a cream into a red pop
Snipers on the roof
Said ain’t shit for us to send shots
Futurama chop
Said ain't shit for us to bend blocks
I’m a scammer, boy, yo granny sweet
Granny be on tip
Fuck around and get yo granny beat
Y'all been burnt twenty plus
Whole family weak have my hawk shoot yo ass
Down like the Atlanta team
My shit hitting, I guess that I'm Trae Young
Sit back and listen, lil' bitch
Bet not say nothing
Glock 40 with a beam, ever held a ray gun?
I can see it in yo eyes
You never set the play up
Looked her in her eyes, "Bitch
You bet not set the play up" don’t do that
My main bitch'll send you way up
Lil' light skin bitch look like Zendaya
Hold a hunnid dollar bill in the air
I feel like Chamberlain
Y'all hoes let whoever get y'all pregnant
I'm so scared of y'all bAPE hoodie zipped
Running at him made him scared of Jaws
No cap, that's a shark on me
Feel like Sub-Zero with that Glock
Give me yo heart, homie
All my plugs hear how I'm a dog
Won't hear no bark on me
Buffs price hit for twenty-five then
Spent a mark on it
Was scamming back in high school but
I was really smart on 'em
Run him over in that widebody
Had to park on him bitch, I got a mask on
Hat on and they still notice me
Zap Zone beams, if I shoot it
Make my shoulder lean
Feel like Ray Allen, if I shoot it
I'ma blow the heat
You can have X ray vision, ain't no ho in me
Bitch, I'm winning, how I'm 'posed to be
She just gave me head, I ain't ask
How it's 'posed to be
I just woke up and made ten
How it's 'posed to be cut into my worker
You ain't never where you 'posed to be
Walking in some Christians but I keep
Some demons close to me i'm a hothead
Better think before approaching me
This some za, bitch
I'm Mister Hell Nah You Can't Smoke With Me
I just want some head, she talking 'bout
"That dick be choking me" scam God, bitch
I'm in the bank and I'm getting slimy
Harden, I got rocket in these 'Miris
Better get from by me
Four rackies on a pair of Yeezys
This shit getting pricey
Shout-out Hutch, yes, yes, bitch
I'm getting icy
Diablo talk, this shit getting spicy
I don't gang bang but I got
Some finger twisters by me
Set the bar up-up, bitch
It's hard to trip around me
Feel like Bledsoe
Made some bucks when I hit Milwaukee
Yeah, take his top off like a
I'll break yo dusty-ass down
I know them ain't no black wires
TRL, yeah, that's lil' gang
They known to scratch tires
Reese and like to shoot shit
I don't have fighters
LJ came through swinging bats
With the barbwire teejay beat the clerk ass
'cause his card expired
Finna be on my dolo shit
'cause my heart tired
Stan and Dee got the one, all my dawgs swipe
Me and Donny Bands hit every two man in Ypsi
Do I card up at Wally's? I
Made two bands so simple
I'm the reason why they broke up
Why you mad she pick me?
They was praying on my downfall
I blew past them, silly
Neph' asking for a Fraud Bible
'cause I know Javar
I taught y'all to ball
Y'all my sons like I know LaVar
Waiting on this rap shit to pop
'cause I know I'm hard
Every time I close my eyes I see BINs
This shit so bizarre

How it's 'posed to be
That's how it's 'posed to be
Cut into my worker, you ain't never
Where you 'posed to be, ayy