Rap It Up

[Intro]
(Hopping out my whip and I'm parked up)

[Chorus: Trapx10]
Rap it up, come on, let's rap it up
I got twenty shots lined up, cattin' to get 'em buss (Let's go)
Got bands pilin', still, I ain't had enough
Used to pray for times like this, 'cause we were livin' rough (Trust)
Rap it up, come on, let's rap it up
I got twenty shots lined up, cattin' to get 'em buss (Let's go)
Got bands pilin', still, I ain't had enough
Used to pray for times like this, 'cause we were livin' rough (Trust)

[Verse 1: Trapx10]
My mum hates that I turn my drink darker (Leanin')
And she hates thats I look like my father
I'm at the age, I should be at home with kids and a partner
It's fucked, it's the shots, I'm lookin' after (Shit's fucked)
All these VV'S, it's really me, that they buss
Cookie comin', TT, my migos love the bus
[?] like Jose, fuck around and run it up
Top shotta, with the canon, say cheese, I bun it up (Baow)
Smokey, and it ain't even Friday (No)
I'm in the T, with couple G's, how I stay (Yeah)
Get him done for a high stake
And I ain't paid
I'm the shooter, cut the price straight (Ha-ha)
Flows like my line, bangin'
Twenty man lined, shit, I'm still baggin'
Fans want tracks, they say they wait 'til it happens, it's drought right now
I'm steady waitin' on the package (I'm coolin')

[Verse 2: Billy Billions]
Call me, Tally with the woah
Tell the baddie, ''bring my bally and the pole'' (Uh no)
Leave her with my phone
DNT, they need to leave the kid alone (Uh no)
I'm not to be provoked
Disrespect, we double tappin' on the smoke (Right now)
Put this on my mumma and I quote
I send the hammers to my hitter in a bowl (Right now)
Flicky on the pillow when I wake up (Wake up)
She stained my Calvins, with her makeup (With her makeup)
Hit the chuckle with the chizzle, watch it break up (Watch it break up)
Every chip-in time when I take a pay-cut (Take a pay-cut)
Everytime, I'm ready for the enemies (Glee, glee)
Fuck a knife, we forkin' out on weaponry
Went and left the worker with the recipe
'Cause he ain't ever show no signs of treachery

[Chorus: Trapx10]
Rap it up, come on, let's rap it up
I got twenty shots lined up, cattin' to get 'em buss (Let's go)
Got bands pilin', still, I ain't had enough
Used to pray for times like this, 'cause we were livin' rough (Trust)
Rap it up, come on, let's rap it up
I got twenty shots lined up, cattin' to get 'em buss (Let's go)
Got bands pilin', still, I ain't had enough
Used to pray for times like this, 'cause we were livin' rough (Trust)