Bradley Layne - COFFIN // TRAP lyrics

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Bradley Layne - COFFIN // TRAP lyrics

COFFIN [Intro: kid c.] Coffin, coffin, end up in that coffin Coffin, coffin, end up in that coffin Coffin, coffin, end up in that coffin Please don't touch my RAF, ‘fore you end up in that coffin Coffin, coffin, end up in that coffin Coffin, coffin, end up in that coffin Coffin, coffin, end up in that coffin Please don't touch my RAF, ‘fore you end up in that coffin [Verse 1: kid c.] ‘Bout to catch a body, you can't stop me (stop me) Boy, I'm never lyin', better watch me (watch me) Runnin' raps around the lames, tryna copy (copy) Walking Dead, they got no brains, they a zombie (zombie) Chuggin' Henny everyday, they got a problem (problem) Better watch what you've been saying, I'm a monster (monster) Breakin' out of every cage, they tryna stop me (stop me) Everybody scream my name cause now they want me, yeah (now they want me) TRAP [Verse 1: kid c.] Now they want me spitting bars with that old school flow I rip the mic, I'm getting paid but I don't do no shows I switch the sh** like everyday, thought I was new school, no Yeah, I'ma murder every page with all those lines I wrote I'll be surfin' on my millions, buying all the buildings Give it just a bit and then my teeth will sell for billions Billions, you hear this? Fakes tryna steal this Yeah, I'm the realest Hold up, hear this R.I.P. to everybody who done test me Couple years ago, you wouldn't text me Couple weeks ago, you ain't impress me Couple days ago, you say we besties f** up out my face, you almost left me I could do it on my own, carve my name into the throne Staying sane? Well, I don't know cause I've been talkin' to a ghost He said “Chill, take your time, make them bills every night f** the rules, f** the game, f** a b**h” f**in' right Winning all the time, guess I've got the iller mind Guess they watching me tonight, everybody loves to lie And everybody loves a liar and I know that, yeah Just a sec, I'm 'bout to go and chill with Kodak, yeah Sick of trap, you want that rap, you want that old back, yeah They hear me then they taking Takeoff off his own track I'm 'bout to set a higher standard for these flows, man Pull up, hope that [RUINED RAP] is going gold, yah Now I'm hoppin' out the Wraith Look at all these f**in' chains Look how far I've f**ing came Human no longer the name Diamonds shining, they ain't fake Now I'm rhyming better, hey Switch the flow, catch you all off guard, aye f** a Deadline, no runnin' sh**, aye Deer in headlines, get run over, aye Mixing Jack with the coke everyday ‘Bout to drink all of my pain away [Outro] ‘Bout to drink all of my pain away ‘Bout to drink all of my pain away ‘Bout to drink all of my pain away ‘Bout to drink all of my pain away ‘Bout to drink all of my pain away ‘Bout to drink all of my pain away ‘Bout to drink all of my pain away