歌词
Step off the plane, they know my name baby boy I prefer Money to fame. I’ll be back if I came if I didn’t you’re lame and your dick it just isn’t as long as your chain ain’t that a shame thought you was packing bitches want beef with me tell them get cracking fuck everyone I’m heavy a ton bitches get spun like the barrel in guns make them look dumb under my thumb I want all the bread and I want all the crumbs I want all the beef and the smoke and my name on your tongue till the capital N leave a mark on your gums I’m into funds and lump sums and fellas that eat til a bitch cum
I like to kiss and suck on my lovers tongue till his jawlines numb
Violin strings that play alongside my life In the back of my mind is a movie
Piano keys that bring me peace While my conscience speaks just seems to soothe
me Art moves me, I'm a private person
And I find too many questions bookie sue me, judge me, shoot me
Love is a word that's used too loosely
I don't really feel you all that much So I'll put you in my trap phone
You really ain't the one that I think about When I'm by myself and I'm at home
I don't wanna lie and treat you like you get me high in that zone
I don't really feel you all that much So I'll put you in my trap phone
I don't really feel you all that much So I'll put you in my trap phone
You really ain't the one that I think about When I'm by myself and I'm at home
I don't wanna lie and treat you like you get me high in that zone
I don't really feel you all that much So I'll put you in my trap phone
Bubble baths and grapes Bathing apes on skates
Balconies and drapes Plates they decorate with that caviar and that steak
And industry events that they formulate And maximise with fakes
And I just cannot minimise The look of greed that falls upon my face
I gotta get to the bag I'll be 5’2 or 3 so my fur yeah it drags
All of us came in a Royce but I'm thinking that maybe we'll leave in a Jag
Get a greasy kebab and lie in the pool And I just can't help but lie to a fool
I could lie to you all, a survival, a tool then I lay back, cool, put my feet on a stool
Life's bigger than us all like ants in a hall With three tall walls we small
Just a proportion, it's awesome, proceed with caution
After a while all I hear is distortion
When people are telling me how I should live and divide up my energy
Iused to be my worst enemy, now I'm my best friend
In a lost trend
I don't really feel you all that much So I'll put you in my trap phone
You really ain't the one that I think about When I'm by myself and I'm at home
I don't wanna lie and treat you like you get me high in that zone
I don't really feel you all that much So I'll put you in my trap phone
I don't really feel you all that much So I'll put you in my trap phone
You really ain't the one that I think about When I'm by myself and I'm at home
I don't wanna lie and treat you like you get me high in that zone
I don't really feel you all that much So I'll put you in my trap phone
Hello?
Who's this?
Oh, it's you.
I didn't even save your name, you know.
After all, this is my trap phone.
Written by: Natalie Athanasiou

