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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Nines
Interprète
Jay Midge
Musique
Courtney Freckleton
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jay Midge
Paroles
George Adeyeba
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
George Adeyeba
Production
Dave Turner
Ingénierie
Jevon Ellis
Ingénierie
Maestro
Production
Marrik Shearer
Ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
Zino Records (haha, haha)
Ice city, jewels we nah pity, uh
I came through in that hard-top
I saw them haters hearts drop
Oh, you mad 'cause your crew's bummy
When I come through, I'm lookin' like some new money
I ain't the trapper of the year, I sold to the trappers of the year
That makes me the trappers' trapper of the year
I ain't the trapper of the year, I sold to the trappers of the year
That makes me the trappers' trapper of the year
I ain't the trapper of the year, I sold to the trappers of the year
That makes me the trappers' trapper of the year
I ain't the trapper of the year, I sold to the trappers of the year
That makes me the trappers' trapper of the year, yeah
Uh, ice city takin' flight, that's why niggas that I barely know be claimin' that we're tight
How I get more off ami than they're makin' off of light
Them man there come like Andy Cole, the way they're playin' with the white
I had LV's on my feet, you was in some Pumas
Sellin' food to the consumers, now my room look like a jewellers
The world's gone crazy, everybody wanna be ballers
Coulda put him on, but he got a problem takin' orders, uh
Now I got most the city feelin' me
But my money straight, so I ain't gotta put up with this industry
But if I blow then guaranteed I put on all my niggas
Had the whole block eatin' from the look-outs to the hittas
I'm a legend on the street, I make sure everybody eat
Giuseppe's on my feet, the mandem get those every week
The street show us love, 'cause there ain't too many real about
I woke up this mornin' pissed off 'cause it was still a drought
I came through in that hard-top
I saw them haters hearts drop
Oh, you mad 'cause your crew's bummy
When I come through, I'm lookin' like some new money
I ain't the trapper of the year, I sold to the trappers of the year
That makes me the trappers' trapper of the year
I ain't the trapper of the year, I sold to the trappers of the year
That makes me the trappers' trapper of the year
I ain't the trapper of the year, I sold to the trappers of the year
That makes me the trappers' trapper of the year
I ain't the trapper of the year, I sold to the trappers of the year
That makes me the trappers' trapper of the year, yeah
I told my chick I don't need the stress, got old money and I got P that's fresh
Plus ammy packs and my B's the best, my plug had 20 bricks, he gave me a key to test
Told him I ain't got insomnia, but I need the rest
Now they're actin' funny, me, Jamal, court-side watchin' Andy Murray
After that I went back to the block, niggas hand me money
Now my chick sayin' that she steppin'
Says I only care about myself, and I'm a player like Beckham
Niggas violate the ting, know I'll spray 'em in a second
If I had a record deal, I still ain't layin' down my weapon (pussies)
Lil' niggas think you're trap stars 'cause you flipped a box
I'm 'bout to whip up, so much yay I need a wicked witches pot
I'm strapped, I ain't takin' a chance, so tell them labels, I don't need an advance
I'm in the crop house, feedin' these plants
Since year nine, I always knew I'd be shinin'
Like Bart Simpson, 'cause after school I was grindin'
I came through in that hard-top
I saw them haters hearts drop
Oh, you mad 'cause your crew's bummy
When I come through, I'm lookin' like some new money
I ain't the trapper of the year, I sold to the trappers of the year
That makes me the trappers' trapper of the year
I ain't the trapper of the year, I sold to the trappers of the year
That makes me the trappers' trapper of the year
I ain't the trapper of the year, I sold to the trappers of the year
That makes me the trappers' trapper of the year
I ain't the trapper of the year, I sold to the trappers of the year
That makes me the trappers' trapper of the year, yeah
Writer(s): Jason Thompson, Sadiki Forbes, Courtney Freckleton, George Adeyeba
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