Trapper of the Year (feat. Trey Lawson)

You peers give you rewards, but your hustle give you rewards

We don’t want our name in the papers dawg, we want our names in the rafters

Hall of fames hustle my ****, 16 summers no fumble Goldmouf talk to’em

To me trapper of the year, yeah, this shit getting too easy

OG\'s at my aunties whipping yams like I was Jeezy

Meet me on the east side with some bros, I feel like Gucci

 And I make this bitch go up like Drizzy on a Tuesday

 I just shot a tarantino movie, Okay, shawty fine, she still groupie

 I feel just like Rocco, I might teach a **** lingo

 And if you get the number right, I\'ll shop back and say bingo

Things coming through on a ship she is the hoe im the pimp

AP on my motherfuckin wrist eating lobster and shrimp

shaking her ass then she dip Took that lil hoe on a trip

pussy so wet i dove Last night got head while I drove

You **** ain\'t speakin the same language trap star how I became famous

Strapped up, gotta stay dangerous Shit real, no entertainment

I went on trial like I\'m thug I was so young, but sold drugs

I had to get this shit out the mud Threw that dirty money in the tub

To me trapper of the year, yeah, this shit getting too easy

OG\'s at my aunties whipping yams like I was Jeezy

Meet me on the east side with some bros, I feel like Gucci

And I make this bitch go up like Drizzy on a Tuesday

I just shot a tarantino movie, Okay, shawty fine, she still groupie

I feel just like Rocco, I might teach a **** lingo

And if you get the number right, I\'ll shop back and say bingo

Five carrots all in my ear, i am trapper of the year,

fuck on that bih then i dip, skeded all over her lip,

off in the kitchen I whip. Got bricks, so you know how I flip

Wipe your nose, I ain\'t shuttin no tear, I\'m fly like a motherfuckin lear

Choppin on block like Machete like pastor you know that I\'m ready

From the back she just hold that ass steady Forgiato put that on the Chevy,

Forgiato put that on the Maybach, When I fuck her Goldmouf yea she say that,

Me and Carlos hell yeah, we go way back, Ralo came home, boy thats payback, Ralo

To me trapper of the year, yeah, this shit getting too easy

OG\'s at my aunties whipping yams like I was Jeezy

Meet me on the east side with some bros, I feel like Gucci

And I make this bitch go up like Drizzy on a Tuesday

I just shot a tarantino movie, Okay, shawty fine, she still groupie

I feel just like Rocco, I might teach a **** lingo

And if you get the number right, I\'ll shop back and say bingo