(Ear Drummers)

Yeah

True that and you **** know it (Yeah)

I ain't know I could get this far, just a dope boy out the bottom

Yeah, mom said, "You a superstar," I told her, "I'm a trap star"

In Miami, ridin' foreign, old-school in the backyard

Cheatin' on my bitch with this Tris, I just keep pouring

Money pilin' up, gettin' long, I'ma keep going

12 get behind me in this car, I'ma keep flowing (Vroom)

Bad bitches shootin' they shot at me, yeah, they free-throwing

My **** on probation for some years and he keep blowing

My white boy go to Ole Miss, he want some Bubba, tax his ass

They ask me how I do this shit, I came up off turkey bags

I'll call you when them 'bows hit, I'm makin' plays like Jackson Ave

**** can't out-trap me, I was wrappin' 'fore I was rappin', ****

I just changed my number, phone still jumpin', I got clientele (Yeah)

Thirty days and thirty nights, blew up on 'em in sixty days

I ain't worried 'bout fallin' off, ****, I got powerplays

Advance checks, trucks pullin' up, rap or trap today? (Yeah)

I ain't know I could get this far, just a dope boy out the bottom

Yeah, mom said, "You a superstar," I told her, "I'm a trap star"

In Miami, ridin' foreign, old-school in the backyard

Cheatin' on my bitch with this Tris, I just keep pouring

Money pilin' up, gettin' long, I'ma keep going

12 get behind me in this car, I'ma keep flowing (Vroom)

Bad bitches shootin' they shot at me, yeah, they free-throwing (Yeah)

My **** on probation for some years and he keep blowing

Yeah