Lil darkie - TRAP METAL lyrics

I've been trying way too hard to make music
So I'm gonna make a song where
I don't try at all
Uh, uh

You look like a rat in the trap, trap metal
Uh
I don't fuck with that, it's
A wrap, wrap, wrap
Uh
Oh, you sleep? I'ma let you nap, nap, nap
Uh
Pockets getting fat in the trap, trap, trap
Uh

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
Trap, trap metal
Uh
I've been in the trap
Flippin' packs, grippin' metal
Uh
Somewhere in between Jesus Christ
And the devil
Uh
I've been in the back, like
A crack, like a pedal
Uh
Bitch, I'll push you back, put
The pedal to the metal
Uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
Trap, trap metal
Uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
Trap, trap metal
Uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
Trap, trap metal
Uh

I've been in the trap
Lacing packs with fentanyl
Uh
I've been sellin' meth in
The form of Adderall
Uh
I don't give a fuck about mortality at all
Uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
If I see you, you best
Believe I'ma grip the metal
Uh
Run up on your block with
The Glock, bodies settle
Uh
I've been smoking gas and it's
Called new flower petals
Uh
I've been smoking pot, lungs
Blacker than the kettle
Uh

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh

Yo bro
What you think you're doing with that strap?
Oh no, bro, if I take it
You can't have it back
You're slow, bro
Like a Pokémon I do not catch
I don't go anywhere but where the money at
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
My clothes never raggy and my
Whip never a rental
Uh
I put hella chemicals directly in my mental
Uh
Crack up in the baggy, I'ma
Dog 'em for the kennel
Uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal
If the iron on my hip
Hits you, it ain't accidental
Uh
Brass knuckles on
Putting work in on his dental
(Alright)
Unless it's with a lady, I
Am anything but gentle
Uh
Hop up on the mare, I feel like Arthur Morgan
Smokin' cigarillos I imported
White suit, white horse, brown boy, important
(Okay, okay)
Wanna live like me? One, two, three
You can't afford it
(Oh, yeehaw)
Got the .45 on my hip right where a sword is
Motherfucker
I've been with the drip like
I'm a porpoise, motherfucker
Uh
Whip your phone out and record this
I've been smokin', uh, on some flowers
Growin' orchids
I've been in London doing
Shows, I'm on tour
Bitch
I've been pouring wock in my
Cup, that's a four
Bitch
(Yes, sir)
I might even fuck on the
Backside of your bitch
(Quiet)
So many sluts on deck, whore storage (Oh yes)
Do not be ungrateful
Please finish up your porridge
(Yes)
Of pussy ass bastards, there's no shortage
(No)
I just bought a house in the hills
Skipped the mortgage
(Yes)
I've been making a rap with
The trap metal chorus
(Oh yes)

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
I've in the trap-ap flippin'
Packs, grippin' met-met-
Uh
Somewhere in between Jesus Christ
And the de-de-de
Uh
I've been in the back, like
A crack, like a pe-e-e-e
Uh
Bitch, I'll push you back, put
The pedal to the metal
Uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh

And then the beat fades out
And you have yourself a song
And yeah, I know it's not a trap metal song
But you can fuckin' suck my dick