Larry June - Trap Doctor (F'd My Leg Up) lyrics

[Intro: Larry June] Damn, it's a nice a** day Man, n***a you won't believe what f**ing happened n***a I done f**ed my leg up n***a Running through all these motherf**ing bands, n***a God Damn sh** [Hook: Larry June] Aye, Ouch, Damn I done f**ed up my leg God. Running through these bands Damn, Running through these bands sh**, f**ed up my leg Damn. I done f**ed up my leg Aye, running through these bands God, running through these bands Damn, I done f**ed up my leg [Verse 1: Larry June] I think I need to see a trap doctor Getting head on the helicopter Turned the soft white hard solid f**ed the b**h then I never call her Meet a n***a around nine or ten Hit the blunt then I fired the b**h Larry only rock designer sh** Whoop a n***a like Karate Kid Hit my line, I'm by the Coliseum Flexing hard I might buy a gym Red berry, I'm in Hollywood She came through I made her roll a wood [Hook: Larry June] Aye, Ouch, Damn I done f**ed up my leg God. Running through these bands Damn, Running through these bands sh**, f**ed up my leg Damn. I done f**ed up my leg Aye, running through these bands God, running through these bands Damn, I done f**ed up my leg [Verse 2: Larry June] Blowing weed with the high God I'm on my way to Valeo Moon roof got the coupe shining Bust down Presidential b**h I got a busy schedule b**h I won a trap gold medal Now I'm flexing super hard Got my old b**h jealous These rap n***as need a cape, all these hoes they be saving I got whole lotta flavor I hit Ed for the taper Hit him from a different angle He never ever seen it coming Man down, still sunny Then I'm back to counting money [Hook: Larry June] Aye, Ouch, Damn I done f**ed up my leg God. Running through these bands Damn, Running through these bands sh**, f**ed up my leg Damn. I done f**ed up my leg Aye, running through these bands God, running through these bands Damn, I done f**ed up my leg