Trapp Tarell - Uber k**er Story Pt 1 lyrics

Lisa, 17, beautiful as ever bruh Graduating early, so she had a good head on her Parents kinda strict, they know exactly what they want for her College life caught up with her, is what she wasn't ready for She had her own plans, she can hold her own hands She had dreams of being a model, because her friends said she can But her mom didn't want her to, but that is what she'll do Mainly Instagram, she went and took some pictures, that's cool And posted them, to see where they might go And if they want to book her Her e-mail in the bio Time pa**ed nothing happened But she had her likes up, her follwers went up to Then an e-mail come through, like “Hi my name is sucha such I own a magazine and you are The perfect girl for the issue Coming out in spring Showed her momma And she replied “Everything is not what it seems” She told her momma “f** you, you just mad I'm living out my dream” She wrote back “I want to be on the magazine Yeah I'm with that Only if you find a ride To make sure I get back” And they replied “it's in the policy, I got you covered Just send me your address And In a bit, an Uber will be over And she hoped up, and while she got dressed An uber popped up, she walking out thinking she gone get her guap up She hoped in the back, and the driver said “I know where to go” She's relieved, the magazine man let her know But it's cool, and the driver seemed too So she went with the groove Because all of this is cool, and the driver asked her whats her age And she said “I'm too young for you” She laughed, she said she is 17 And 18 in June She noticed he didn't laugh But, he did a slight moan So she asked “Mr. Driver, Where exactly are we going?” He ain't said sh** She asked him again, and ain't said sh** She said she asked a question, and he responded Shut up b**h She freaked out screaming at him “let me the Freak out” He pulled in the driveway and said “Shut your damn mouth” The car stopped, and she tried to open up the door And be gone, but when she felt the door She saw the handle was not on She turned around and Wham! Hit her you know, her light out Wake up tied up, gagging, bleeding some house He walked up on her, rubbed her cheek And pulled a Glock on her, move the gag And told her if she screamed, he'll gone her So she ain't said sh** Think he on that rape sh** Sit across from her Wondering how he'll play sh** Got a butcher knife, wondering where he'll place it She a pretty girl Should he put it her face, sh** He stood up, she crying He don't give a f**, He's just thinking When he k** her, how is he going to pick her up Where he going to put her at As he stand behind her back He whisper in her ear “Stop the crying, I don't f** with that Tika had enough of that” She said “I have a question, let me ask you something Why me, this do nothing for ya” He stepped back, his face lookin' like he was disgusted And said “"You just practice for the next, so you really dying for nothing motherf**er"