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[Intro: A$AP
Trap season begins, now repent your sins
This on the motherfuckin' check-in
You know I had to through for this one
You know, we at the all-star game now
Eyes closed (swish) shootin' fade from half-court
(Elbow in the rim and all that)
(Y'all in the D-League doing, uhh, layup drills)
Ya me?

Kill a with the magnum 44
'Bout a jump snump, nigga, magnum on the
Body full of when they found him on the road
Lay a fucker down, spray it at him reload
that Fergie style and I be down to let it go
Semi or the tech, it at em then reload
This Fergie style and I be down to let it go
Semi or the tech, spray it at em then
(Fergie!)

1]
Ride Maybachs like (Ugh)
550 for a Tuarus
for my niggas, they lost
Dyin' on things [?]
Ridin' on a gang floss
on a [?] that buck
Pull a 9 on we spark
Menage anything they
Pussy so good, more
Let me get in drawers
5-0 in the corner
He heard all them claps a round of applause
Spit at yo' back and your lung on the
Rat-a-tat-tat and you gon see the
[?] action or
Want more sex, all in her
Molly!

2]
I'm the mac and you under attack
Spit at your and you takin' a nap
No a' be pumpin', your body relaxed
You talk to me dumb and that's how I
One arm in the air like I'm a cap
The is a bitch and she makin' it clap
I'm pumpin' a fifth like I'm a dap
Be to scrap when you talk to the Trap
(My condolences)
You are now talking to a
Lou bang' ridin in the Porsche
2-thou for the wheels, they
White gold teeth, no
Young trap lord Doss
Two bitches in the crib, no
She the mic with her jaws
I call that Nicki Minaj
She pop pills no cough
shit get real she spark
Givenchy my bitches
Spark light and you niggas see God
head in the foreign cars
Get the head the foreign broads
Asta la vista,
Pussy ass a see Allah

[Outro: Yams]
So it's like, "Fuckin' Problems, "
(Bling, bling) number one album in the country
(Bling blow) sold out tours, what's
Lord
Let motherfuckers have it
Let them we ain't playing this year
The never been so relaxed, ever
It's lonely at the top; all this shrimp, no one to share it
We ain't though
Y'all walkin' 'round with wrinkled silks, crazy
Pay your bill and all that (pay that, pay that)
Cause it's like it even a competition anymore