album cover
Rank
268
Rap
Rank was released on March 29, 2024 by Signal Records/Columbia as a part of the album Trappernese
album cover
Release DateMarch 29, 2024
LabelSignal Records/Columbia
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Certified Trapper
Certified Trapper
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Certified Trapper
Certified Trapper
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Certified Trapper
Certified Trapper
Producer

Lyrics

How many times I gotta tell you **** I'm fuckin' savage?
Bro died, then bro died, you know we gettin' it fuckin' crackin'
Millions on the floor, bitch, know I gotta up my status
Strike you in yo face, bitch, if you wanna see my rank
Drive a thousand miles to that ho, you wanna see my bank?
Ay, hit him in his top one time, he wanna see my drac'
Pop you on the city street, stretch yo ass, tryna eat my plate
Why these bitches tap me on my shoulder tryna eat my steak?
Lately, I've been MIA, **** (MIA)
Lately, I've been MIA, heard you **** in the way
Whole box of bullets in the drum, bitch, you gettin' laced
Semi-automatic or the switch, either way, you lame
How many times I gotta tell you **** I'm fuckin' savage?
Bro died, then bro died, you know we gettin' it fuckin' crackin'
Millions on the floor, bitch, know I gotta up my status
Strike you in yo face, bitch, if you wanna see my rank
Drive a thousand miles to that ho, you wanna see my bank?
Ay, you ain't have nothin' in the car, why you do that chase?
**** facin' misdemeanor charges, why you do the race?
Every other day, I race (Ah)
Every other day, I ride Hellcats, can't do the straights
Pull up in a Striker on that tip and I do the thang
College bitch on dick, I'm sick, she got school today
Big ass shells, fuck around, knock yo shoes unlaced
Bitch, you gettin' racks? What the fuck you do today?
How many times I gotta tell you **** I'm fuckin' savage?
Bro died, then bro died, you know we gettin' it fuckin' crackin'
Millions on the floor, bitch, know I gotta up my status
Strike you in yo face, bitch, if you wanna see my rank
Drive a thousand miles to that ho, you wanna see my bank?
Ay, when I hit the weed off the perc, yeah, activate
I don't give a fuck what you doin', ****, stack yo pape
Got money in the trenches, gettin' busy damn near every day
**** like "Damn Certified, you be MIA"
Know I got some demons somewhere low tryna yellow tape
Quick to face a ****, I can't ever fuckin' hesitate
Quick to bust a **** in his shit, try to break his face
How many times I gotta tell you **** I'm fuckin' savage?
Bro died, then bro died, you know we gettin' it fuckin' crackin'
Millions on the floor, bitch, know I gotta up my status
Strike you in yo face, bitch, if you wanna see my rank
Drive a thousand miles to that ho, you wanna see my bank?
That's a trill ****, try to play tough, bet he in a grave
Sonic '82, got the fifty, put me in the game
Beat a **** ass up in Gucci, skipped me in the lane
On the east, I only do VVS's in my chain
I be in the sun with a beam, you be in the shade
**** shirt dirty, lookin' like milk when it age
I don't cut my check on clubs, I'll fuck a bitch in a rave
I was nine when I seen a **** get faced
Fully auto Uzi, let it flap in yo' fuckin' face
Take a **** shit, want it back, yeah, you gotta pay
Bitch ass ****
Uh huh huh, uh huh huh, uh, ay
Bitch ass ****, pop, fa
Fa, pop, pop, fa
Written by: Certified Trapper
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...