TrapStar

[Intro]
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe

[Chorus]
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe

[Verse 1]
Making bricks in the trap spot
Money count up in the trap spot
Cooking crack up in the trap spot
Bagging bricks in the trap spot
Money count up in the trap spot
Let her know, this is Trapstar
Put my wrist in motion
Put my wrist in motion
Smoking on the potent
VVS, VVS, VVS
VVS, VVS, VVS
Mixing the lean
Mixing the lean with the Snapple
Pour me the 4
Pour me the 4 from the bottle
Smoke me the gas
Smoke me the gas, it's gelato
All these bitches
All these bitches come and go
Yeah my bag don't come and go
Lotta foreign broads
Twelve car garage
Brand new foreign cars
Put that bitch up in a Nascar, bitch
Put that bitch up in a Nascar, fast car

[Chorus]
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe

[Verse 2]
Going through phases, yeah, all this shit is changing, yeah
Going through phases, yeah, all this shit is changing, yeah
Going through phases, yeah, all this shit is changing, yeah
Going through phases, yeah, all this shit is changing, yeah, aye
Alexander McQueen, shipping the fiends to the streets
All of you niggas some fiends, I'ma just count up the green
Count me the green, count me the guap
I'ma just walk in the mall, I'ma just walk in the jit
Count me the chips, I'm in the chips, count me the chips
Take a trip, take a trip, day and night
Day and night, in the stu
Day and night, in the booth
I got gas like it's propane
I'm too clean, like it's cocaine
Hit a lick, and hit the jackpot
Four fifth in the stash spot
Kobe Bryant, with the Glock
I've got thirty shots
Too much drank up in my cup, I'm just feeling stuck
Shut down the whole block
Pocket hold the Glock
Pour me wok inside my cup
I don't ever stop
I don't ever stop
I don't ever stop
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

[Chorus]
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe
Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe