Fun Trash

You went to the booth, had the time of your life, and dropped fun trash

(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)

Alright

(Damn, JakeSand)

KrispyLife

You went to the booth, had a good time, you dropped fun trash

I'm feelin' like Dr. Dre with the drums, dumbass

Hoes see me, they scream, "It's with a K, dumbass"

Dog tried to play with gang, I hit with a K, dumbass

Bitch pussy wet, I think this ho mixed with passionfruit

I was spreadin' the cheeks wide as hell, I split the ass in two

Bitch creamy, it look like I'm dappin' in glue

**** thought they was shittin', now it's my turn to poop

I'll kill step with this steel, yeah, that's word to Joog

Bullets leave everything straight, it's a perm or two

Alright, alright

My **** gettin' chicken like this motherfucker Raising Cane

Me and Gramz back to back, we feel like J and Dame

I just bought a pet monkey, a rug, and another chain

I just caught another opp lackin' at Buster Daves

Damn, I mean Dave & Buster's

Call my **** Dee up and be like, "David, bust 'em"

He askin' do I rap? What you think, I had these chains for nothing?

I got the plug on the shoes, I get J's for nothin'

We hit the wrong crib, bro, we hit the stain for nothing

My young dog'll go up top on him, hit his brain for nothin'

Dog on life support, yeah, his mama keep prayin' for nothin'

**** lame as hell behind them Instagrams, they got fame for nothin'

My chain remind me of a snowglobe

Can't come around gang, I heard you with the po-pos

Hit a bitch and then block her number, I don't know hoes

Dog took his whole check and bought four roll rolls

I'm sick, your baby daddy still gettin' checks

Don't think **** forgot, y'all was wearin' them vests

Lookin' clown as hell like bullets goin' through vests

Playin' all-time quarterback with this Glock, bullets hit his chest

When I get booked, I charge the promoter a travel fee

When you get booked, I know you get shorted, your jewelry cheap

Catch him comin' out of church, fuck around and pop a priest

Hit his J, knocked the wrangler right off the motherfuckin' seat

Me and my **** steppin', I ain't gon' lie, this a lot of camp

Every bullet come to a point like a lava lamp

Me and my **** rock designer, this the Prada camp

Every time somebody catch a body, I be like, "I'm proud of camp"