Murda - Trap Star lyrics

[Snippet] [Hook: Quavo] Fill up the bank account, overload I just touched down on a truckload You an imposter like gusto You an imposter like gusto I keep the tool like Rambo I'm rich I still trap out the bando I'm rich I still trap out the bando I'm rich I still trap out the bando Play with the key like piano Play with the key like a banjo Play with the key like a guitar I turned myself to a trap star I turned myself to a trap star I turned myself to a trap star Trap star, trap star, trap star [Verse 1: Quavo] If you get dope on your hand Don't put your hands on your face Run it up, stack up some bands Throw that sh** right in the safe Trapper gon' make him a cap everyday Hit you a jugg or ice out yo' rollie, go skate I put camera in my license plate We f**ing, you know we don't go out on dates You know we ain't spendin' no money on hoes I rather go strike out on dice I bet it all on one play on the six and the eight Me and my n***as pull up where your momma live Better bring the money back to me, ándale I sprinkle the pot with the baking soda like a funnel cake She never seen a boss I told her I be's the boss She rather wait in the car when I pull up on serve at yo' house I met the lil b**h at the bottom I told her that I was a trap star I'ma be in the hall of fame of trapping I beat up the pot with a crowbar [Hook: Quavo] You an imposter like gusto You an imposter like gusto I keep the tool like Rambo I'm rich I still trap out the bando I'm rich I still trap out the bando I'm rich I still trap out the bando Play with the key like piano Play with the key like a banjo Play with the key like a guitar I turned myself to a trap star I turned myself to a trap star I turned myself to a trap star Trap star, trap star, trap star