Real Trapper by Blacc Zacc
Real Trapper by Blacc Zacc

Real Trapper

Blacc Zacc * Track #1 On Dirty World

Real Trapper Lyrics

[Intro]
Woah
Woah
CEO, motherfucker
Hol' up
Ayy, ayy, sheesh
Oh man, God damn (Damn)
I be in the trap, nigga, really goin' ham (Go get it)
I got OG, reefer, nigga (Gas), come get you some grams (Come on)
Don't compare me to these rappers (Uh-uh), bae, they ain't who I am (Ayy)

[Chorus]
Don't compare me to these motherfuckin' rappers (To no lame)
'Cause I got real clientelle, I'm the trapper (I got them things)
I still get 'em in and bust 'em out the wrappers
Go take a trip and make them flip and count it backwards, ayy (Ayy)
Don't compare me to these motherfuckin' rappers (To no rappers)
'Cause I got real clientelle, I'm the trapper (I'm a trapper) (CEO, motherfucker)
I still get 'em in and bust 'em out the wrappers (I go get it)
Go take a trip and make them flip and count it backwards, ayy (Ayy)

[Verse 1]
Don't compare me to no nigga that's big bars (Them niggas lame)
'Cause I be really in the trap, I'm goin' hard (I got them things)
I'm up a half a mil' right now, I ain't gotta flodge
I told my niggas to get rich and play they part (Just play your part)
I just brought another European car (Ayy, 'pean, skrrt)
I'm sippin' Act' while I look back, I came so far
I'm sick and tired of my baby mama bitches (Oh Lord)
If I don't do it, who gon' take care of my children? Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Pre-Chorus]
Came from hard knocks to a hard talk
Mama say I need to stop, 'cause she think I'm swingin' rocks
OG told me never quit (No), until I get legit (Go get it)
Don't compare me to these rappers, baby, they ain't real as shit, ayy

[Chorus]
Don't compare me to these motherfuckin' rappers (To no lame)
'Cause I got real clientelle, I'm the trapper (I got them things)
I still get 'em in and bust 'em out the wrappers
Go take a trip and make them flip and count it backwards, ayy (Ayy)
Don't compare me to these motherfuckin' rappers (To no rappers)
'Cause I got real clientelle, I'm the trapper (I'm a trapper) (Woah)
I still get 'em in and bust 'em out the wrappers (I go get it)
Go take a trip and make them flip and count it backwards, ayy (Ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2]
Don't compare me to no motherfuckin' lames (To these lames)
I really jump up on the plane and get them things (I got them things)
I'm makin' music but I still ain't left the gang
Huh, I'll leave this booth right now if you want a whole thing
I jump up in this bitch for money, not the fame
I'm makin' profit off of reefer like cocaine
You 'bout your fetty, then, my nigga, we the same
[?] my shooter ready, ain't no reachin' for my chain, ayy

[Pre-Chorus]
Came from hard knocks to a hard talk
Mama say I need to stop, 'cause she think I'm swingin' rocks
OG told me never quit (No), until I get legit (Go get it)
Don't compare me to these rappers, baby, they ain't real as shit, ayy

[Chorus]
Don't compare me to these motherfuckin' rappers (To no lame)
'Cause I got real clientelle, I'm the trapper (I got them things)
I still get 'em in and bust 'em out the wrappers
Go take a trip and make them flip and count it backwards, ayy (Ayy)
Don't compare me to these motherfuckin' rappers (To no rappers)
'Cause I got real clientelle, I'm the trapper (I'm a trapper)
I still get 'em in and bust 'em out the wrappers (I go get it)
Go take a trip and make them flip and count it backwards, ayy (Ayy, ayy)

[Outro]
Ayy, ayy
Oh man, God damn
I be in the trap, nigga, really goin' HAM
I got OG reefer, nigga, come get you some grams
Don't compare me to these rappers, baby, they ain't who I am, ayy
Ayy, nah, they ain't who I am
Nah, uh-uh, they ain't who I am
Ooh, uh-uh, they ain't who I am
Don't compare me to these rappers, baby, they ain't who I am

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