#TRAMPSTAMP

[Euro]
Got designer on me, that's the way that I roll
Tryna run up on me, pull up, make his eyes closed

And they hate me, they hate me, that's how life goes
And they hate me, they hate me, but we all go
And I'm in the club, going so psycho
(?) with my gang, yea you best lie low

30 bullets, yea you know I won't miss
That's just sorta how I am, yeah she boppin' a kiss
And I stole your bitch, I ain't even know it
And she coming through, but she didn't show it

Stars in the coupe, that's a brand new whip
I ain't like you, but think you knew this
Cut you off so quick thought I'd do it
And they hate me, but I ain't do shit

Got designer on me, that's the way that I roll
Tryna run up on me, pull up, make his eyes closed

And they hate me, they hate me, that's how life goes
And they hate me, they hate me, but we all go
And I'm in the club, going so psycho
(?) with my gang, yea you best lie low

[Fardnem]
Yea, these bitches on me, that's all that I know
Been with the catch up, pull up, bloody iPhones
Pull up, bloody iPhones
Stupid bitches talking, yea we slit their throats

Ain't nobody said we losing, Armor Squad, we all shooting
30 rounds, acting foolish, everybody fucking talking till they drooling