Tim Chantarangsu - Beez In The Trap lyrics

Yeah, weekly 16's i've been busy, aight?
So shut up!

I throw ya queen to the side
You would think that I was Gambit
She let me tap twice
Like it was a Instagram pic
Dammit, I'm tearing up her walls doing damage
And I after I got finished
She got up and made a sandwich
Ugh- now listen- I'm killing competition
These rappers bite my lines
Kinda like if I was fishing
See me, I'm a star
So you better get to wishing
Evil genius since birth
You can call me Stewie Griffin
I'm sipping gin and tonic while
I listen to the chronic
To be honest all you rappers should
Be on that hooked on phonics
My presence is so godly
But the flow is so demonic
If my balls are ever blue
I'm chasing tales like I'm Sonic
Bitches on my dick
It's harder than some asphalt
She said why you so excited? I said "bitch
It's yo' ass fault"
She get thirsty when it's late
I call that the last call
I get nekkid and I eat her body up
Bath salts

Bitches ain't shit and they
Ain't sayin' nothing
A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing
I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap
Bitches ain't shit and they
Ain't sayin' nothing
A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing
My D's in the trap, D, D's in the trap
My D's in the trap, D, D's in the trap

Biatch! Yeah, weekly 16's