[Intro]
[?] killed it
[Chorus: TRASSH LIL PUNK]
Face so icy but I fuck your main hoe, yeah (Fuck your main hoe, yeah)
Air Force Nikes float up with the pesos, yeah (With the pesos, yeah)
Face so icy but they like me at all angles, yeah (At all angles, yeah)
I wear blood up on my white tees in the stage glow, yeah (In the stage glow, yeah)
[Verse 1: TRASSH LIL PUNK]
Not a tryhard I don't got no Goyard (Got no Goyard)
Want the Goyard sipping blood on the boulevard (On the boulevard)
I want the push start pull up with my kush spark (Skrrt, skrrt)
I shoot like a dart into your neck too smart (Tuu, tuu)
More than 2 bags I got my guitar-ar (Guitar-ar)
Kawaii punk rockstar play all night till the dark (Till the dark)
Tell me that you love me then kiss me on the heart (On the heart)
My sword so sharp tear your mind apart (Tear your mind apart)
[Chorus: TRASSH LIL PUNK & YOPPA BAM]
Face so icy but I fuck your main hoe, yeah (Fuck your main hoe, yeah)
Air Force Nikes float up with the pesos, yeah (With the pesos, yeah)
Face so icy but they like me at all angles, yeah (At all angles, yeah)
I wear blood up on my white tees in the stage glow, yeah (In the stage glow, yeah)
Face so icy but I fuck your main hoe, yeah (Fuck your main hoe, yeah)
Air Force Nikes float up with the pesos, yeah (With the pesos, yeah)
Face so icy but they like me at all angles, yeah (At all angles, yeah)
I wear blood up on my white tees in the stage glow, yeah (Go, go, aye, go, in the stage glow, yeah)
[Verse 2: YOPPA BAM]
I got Gucci on my waist (On my waist)
And that Gucci on her face (On her face)
She close the curtains in the Wraith (In the Wraith)
I'm living at my pace (At my pace)
Smoking gooey sticky Cookie (Sticky Cookie)
Crip walk oh they looking
Rockstar trapstar I'm [?] (Aye)
Niggas can't overlook (Can't overlook)
Yo' bitch wan' come and cuff me
Prada bag and Robin jeans
I up the GLOCK I bet they [?]
Bape witch with ice cream (Ice cream)
Broke niggas wanna fight me (They wanna fight)
Catch me living the life, wait (Suck my life)
Most of my life be fried, damn (My life be fried)
Yeah, ain't that true? Ain't that true (Ain't that true?)
[?] on some [?]
Ain't that true? Ain't that true? (Ain't that true?)
When they see me in these streets like it ain't you (Like it ain't you)
Bitch I'm [?], ain't that you? Ain't that you? (Ain't that you?)
They don't want you in the trap (Trap)
It get lonely in the trap
Baby I need you where I'm at
Smoke my weed and count my stack (Count my stack)
It get lonely in the trap
Baby I need you where I'm at
Smoke my weed and count my stack (Count my stack)
It get lonely where I'm at (Where I'm at)
Yeah, baby I need you by my side (By my side)
Yeah, without this money imma die (Imma die)
GLOCK .45 red eye (Red eye)
Sipping that good shit
That's that red drop, aye
[Chorus: TRASSH LIL PUNK]
Face so icy but I fuck your main hoe, yeah (Fuck your main hoe, yeah)
Air Force Nikes float up with the pesos, yeah (With the pesos, yeah)
Face so icy but they like me at all angles, yeah (At all angles, yeah)
I wear blood up on my white tees in the stage glow, yeah (In the stage glow, yeah)
Face so icy but I fuck your main hoe, yeah (Fuck your main hoe, yeah)
Air Force Nikes float up with the pesos, yeah (With the pesos, yeah)
Face so icy but they like me at all angles, yeah (At all angles, yeah)
I wear blood up on my white tees in the stage glow, yeah (In the stage glow, yeah)
[Outro]
[?] killed it
