Trap Is Dead

[Intro]
(Donnie Katana)
(Oh, oh)
(Yeah, yeah, aye)
(Shootin' shit)
(Yeah, ooh, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Aye, aye

[Verse 1]
Charmin ass niggas still ain't wipe no fuckin' noses
You do it for the 'Gram, all them guns is just for postin' (Ah)
My phone bunkin' in Dos', they bunking off of doses (Ah)
Don't carry it 'cause I'll use it, you carry it 'cause you useless
All the drug dealers that I know ain't fuckin' famous (Know ain't fuckin' famous)
Ain't no such thing as hittin' licks and being famous (You ain't hittin' licks)
Real drug dealers got accounts off in the Caymans (Drug dealers)
Real drug dealers got no names, them niggas nameless (Name, ah!)
And I know
You ain't never hit these type of licks before (Aye, licks before)
Talkin' bout you totin' dicks because you hoes (Aye, 'cause you hoes)
Big homie probably a snitch because he home (Ah!)
(How your homie home? He probably told)
Yeah, uh, shit, aye

[Chorus]
Trap is dead
Trap is dead
Trap is dead
Trap is dead
Trap is dead
Trap is dead
(Oh, yeah, trap is dead, trap is dead)
Aye, aye, aye, ooh (Trap is dead)
Trap is dead
Trap is dead
Trap is dead
Trap is dead
Trap is dead
Trap is dead

[Verse 2]
These niggas sleep, dormez-vous, uh
Sweet like yoo-hoo, huh
You ain't got no proof, nigga
How you in that Coupe, nigga?
How it's Gucci on you shirt, Hurraches on your feet, nigga?
How real niggas walk in the room and you just suck your teeth, nigga?
How you let 'em kill your brother and you wantin' peace, nigga?
How you standing ten toes down and cappin' on yo knees, nigga?

[Chorus]
Ooh (Nigga)
Trap is dead
Trap is dead
Trap is dead
Trap is dead (Hey)
Trap is dead
Trap is dead
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Outro]
Movin' bricks, real estate, that's them new bricks
8,000 a min on stage, that's the new lick