G-Sound - Trap Addict lyrics

Damn I just woke up in the yo What happened I don't even know Last night was really Trippy Or so at least I was told All I remember is chillin in the booth with all my n***as smoking on dope It was probably the double cup Man or so I hope But that's in the past sh** don't matter no mo As soon as I wake up time to bake up Time to stack this cake, ain't no time to play I'm switching through the lane tryna make a move Cz listen here This Hispanic n***as got something to prove Pull up with that 23 on my shoes Gold chain on my neck and its singing too Versace on my waist shining like the grace That gold medusa caught yo b**hs face Now she hit my line every single day give me face Yeah it's JettLane I'll put you in yo place p**y boi talking sh**, I'll shoot you with clip Have you looking like Ricky on the f**in strip Shotgun to the back, looking like a fish Wetter than your girl clit when I get in it All up in her sh**s From the spine to the ribs, play it like a fiddle in this b**h And I Show up at your funeral with the clique Young Taylors you know we're with the sh**s We Got that gas delivered in the package If you prefer you could call us savage All my goons clappin (gun sound) All my trill homies rappin Don't forget the snaps, I get em back to back to back yeah Them packs yeah they move fast Don't try me, you too understaffed Herb sounding like a sonic boom So loud you could smell it through the roof 12 deep today gotta stay on P's&Q's I think I got a slab or two Got me stressing, this games a cursed blessing Lil kids running around these streets straight flexing That's yo daddy necklace Boi I spend that on my breakfast