Stalinism

[Intro]
And the big slatt dropped his motherfuckin' tape, you feel me? When the smoke clear, nigga, go get that shit man, that's that Quadie, man
If you ain't bumpin' that Quadie, bro, you might as well turn your speakers down, man, we up
Bro, I'm telling you, this shit dumb
(Wake up, F1lthy)

[Verse]
Siamese twins (Yeah), Maybach Benz (Yeah)
Gangster friends, I've been settin' trends (Uh-huh)
Two dick, ahh
'Bout it, man (Ahh)
Shotter man (Yeah)
Letterman (Yeah)
Palestine (Yeah, yeah)
Let 'em in (Yeah, yeah)
Cheddar man, I, I'm the cheddar man, yeah (I, I)
Mm, case closed (Case)
Yeah, mayo (Oh my)
Yeah, mayo, all white G-Fazo's (All white)
You know
Shooters in the Bronx, out in ClayCo (Can't be serious)
Narcissist, all I got is fire like an arsonist (Oh my, can't be serious)
Carcasses, nigga, it be motherfuckin' carcasses (Nigga, it be motherfuckin')
Start with this, all I got is drugs (Yeah), I'm a narc-issist (Yeah)
Shaking like Parkinson's (Yeah)
Landry, Jarvis it (Oh my)
Know I had to harvest it
Trapping, put my heart in it (Oh my)
Yeah, know I market it (Yeah)
Gas bag, fart in it (I know I)
Shooter put his arc in it (Can't be)
[?] arm in it (Can't be serious, what the?)
Mad glass, mad laugh, ha-ha-ha, scarfin' it (Yeah, yeah)
Mad good, she get mad wood like a carpenter (Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha)
I'm with the goonie, you know he don't shake hands (Yeah)
Brodie two K on his head like a face-scan (Yeah)
Got his bitch head in my lap like an amen (Yeah, yeah)
Street sweepers mop up the floor like the maintenance (Can't be serious)
[?], I ain't Lance (Can't be serious)
Dunk on his head like a Laker, I ain't Nance
Vests'll just cover your chest like an apron (Can't be serious)
We got a secret handshake like the Masons (Stupid)
Fetti, I b-b-b-bake like the cake man (Stupid)
White boy on the block, Chris Kaman (White)
No KKK, he the Xanny and molly man (No KKK)
White Widow like cauliflower (White)
Dope fresh like it's out the shower
Serving zombies and finessing cowards (Yes, sir)
Pack gone in less than an hour (Oh my God)
If that take longer, then I'm stretching it (Facts)
I just came back from a deficit (Can't be serious)
I got ovals like a fucking president (Can't be serious)
You know I came up from the medicine (Can't be)
You know these niggas cappin' and they fake (Can't be)
You niggas dead like decapitation (Can't be)
Your baby's first words gon' be, "I don't got it", he don't say, "Bands" (Yeah)
Bad bitch, she be throwin' shade like the Ray-Bans (Yeah)
I'm offensive like the Redskins (I'm o—)
I'm in Miami like Ted Ginn (I'm in a)
Stroehmann's, get the bread in

[Chorus]
Trap out the old Benz and the red Benz (Trap out the)
Trap out the whatever you wanna call it (Trap out the)
Trap out the what you want? We got it all in (Trap out the)
Trap out the bathroom, but no, I'm not stalling (Yes, sir)
We about to erase a nigga like Stalin (We 'bout to grah)
I know your Lyft just clipped you walking (Grah)
I'm on your boulevard, boulevardist (Can't be serious)
I'm not a criminal, I'm an artist (Oh my)
I'm only a criminal in the morning (Yes, sir)
I feel like a criminal in this foreign (Yes, sir)

[Bridge]
Seminole, burgundy and the orange (Yes, sir)
I just left D.C. like Folarin (Oh my God)
I had to jump in this bitch like— (Oh my God)

[Chorus]
Trap out the old Benz and the red Benz
Trap out the whatever you wanna call it
Trap out the what you want? We got it all in
Trap out the bathroom, but no, I'm not stalling
We about to erase a nigga like Stalin
I know your Lyft just clipped you walking
I'm on your boulevard, boulevardist
I'm not a criminal, I'm an artist
I'm only a criminal in the morning
I feel like a criminal in this foreign
Trap out the old Benz and the red Benz
Trap out the whatever you wanna call it
Trap out the old Benz and the red Benz
Trap out the whatever you wanna call it
Trap out the old Benz and the red Benz
Trap out the whatever you wanna call it
Trap out the old Benz and the red Benz
Trap out the whatever you wanna call it