Imma Trap This Christmas

[Chorus: Lil Meta]
Imma trap this Christmas
Imma run up a couple stacks this Christmas
Make a couple juggs off the packs this Christmas
Re-up and make my bread double back this Christmas
Imma grind this Christmas
Make some pays in and out of town this Christmas
Man, I’m trying to lock the trap down this Christmas
Serve everybody that’s around this Christmas

[Verse 1: Lil Meta]
While everybody opening their presents with they family
Imma be trapping, getting it in, you understand me?
Booming from the A, all the way down to Miami
And I ain’t stopping ‘til I get a D-boy Grammy
Lil Meta stay making hits like Sammy Sosa
Whipping soda, with the yola
Then add the ice cubes to make the temperature colder
And I keep whipping ‘til I start to see quotas
Rock solid, I get profit
Pay close attention to this D-boy knowledge
I ain’t a DJ, but I am a Trap-A-Holic
When my migo pull up in the truck, I’m buying all of it
Work

[Chorus: Lil Meta]
Imma trap this Christmas
Imma run up a couple stacks this Christmas
Make a couple juggs off the packs this Christmas
Re-up and make my bread double back this Christmas
Imma grind this Christmas
Make some pays in and out of town this Christmas
Man, I’m trying to lock the trap down this Christmas
Serve everybody that’s around this Christmas

[Verse 2: Lil Meta]
The trap going ham, the trap going ham
Man, I’m making money off these all white gems
J’s hit me early in the morning for a wake up
But I ain’t gon’ spend my money for an iced out jacob
Psyche! It’s a little too late
And the diamonds in the jakey looking like Kool-Aid
Fruity Pebbles, Bam-Bam, Dino, Barney, Betty
Can’t forget Wilma, can’t forget Freddie
So Icey: Gucci, Mizay: Debbie
Flintstone D’s in my ear, now I’m ready
1970, old school Chevy
Sixes on that chopper like it was a Machete

[Chorus: Lil Meta]
Imma trap this Christmas
Imma run up a couple stacks this Christmas
Make a couple juggs off the packs this Christmas
Re-up and make my bread double back this Christmas
Imma grind this Christmas
Make some pays in and out of town this Christmas
Man, I’m trying to lock the trap down this Christmas
Serve everybody that’s around this Christmas

[Verse 3: David Blayne]
Haters, you see me when I pull up in that new thang
Come meet your trap, set up shop, all the bull you play
I got that good, I’m from Hollyhood, David Blayne
And Lil Meta’s on the grind, got the street flame
So what you need? Got a plug to the Florida Keys
Can you afford a key? (Nope) Then you can’t order me (dang!)
Let’s talk responsibly, how about a quarter P? (Okay)
No less that O-Z, not unless you know it’s me
Every day, we bunkin’ in the goddamn trap
Serving all the J’s, 50’s, and the 100 slabs
We keep them tools tucked, just in case somebody act
So Icey boys ‘bout to trap the whole map

[Chorus: Lil Meta]
Imma trap this Christmas
Imma run up a couple stacks this Christmas
Make a couple juggs off the packs this Christmas
Re-up and make my bread double back this Christmas
Imma grind this Christmas
Make some pays in and out of town this Christmas
Man, I’m trying to lock the trap down this Christmas
Serve everybody that’s around this Christmas