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TrapStar

from Modern Electronic by Likwidd

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lyrics

Baby I'm a trap star
betr than a rap star
flyin up to see mars
metallic like my names lars

only I can see stars
cuz i'm submarine bra
No need to see saw
i rock like a tetr totr

Fresh meat cuz my flows raw
Stick my hand in a band saw
Blow the fuckin roof off
Piggy with the house straw

German is my flow ya
blow it out your ass ha
Rude boy rihanNA
Now we getn nassy prrra

Swingin round my arms like I'm ready to freak
You can call me DK I'm a monkey when I speak
Yall were in high when you hit ya fuckin peak
I'm just gettin started and my flows real neat

You can sound your horns for a fuckin retreat
Cuz this is a battle you aint ready to meet
Nikes on my head cuz I think on my feet
I just do it motherfucker get out or get beat

Power to the the people and the people is me
I'm the big mother fucker lil fuckers wanna be
Smooth talkin bastard gets whatever he's after
lay cheese on my crackers and I makem into rappers

Crew grows larger each day I'm chief staffer
Rollin to the bank all you hear is my laughter
One day I'll be movin in on a greener pasture
Bovine way of sayin I'll be haply ever after

But until that day
I'll spit whenever I got sumtin a say
Video game nerd cuz you think I'm here to play
Rotting in a basement till we find another way

Loreal paris getcha hair pictcha perfec
blowin up my friends cuz i think they worth it
no secret to success baby just gotta work it
Reach into the ground and I pull out a turnip

never gonna study then you never gonna learn it
I burn through pages like marlborough cigaret
Gotta get dirty if you wanna make em bitchs wet
But dirty is a wrd you ain't evn understandin yet

I drop bass off the eifel tower
like a frenchman jumping in his darkest hour
Warhead taste in ya mouth thats sour
If you ain't afraid yet lemme make you a coward

I drop lines like nuclear bombs
When I look at the crowd all I ever see is palms
Errybody goin crazy when I play this song
I ain't even rappin yet but they singin along

Hit up the club like we hittin a bong
Breath deep to ya chest an pull back ya arm
Set me loose at the party and I tear it apart
pull up in a taxi leave up in a broad

Let my friend know I'm going with a bit of nod
He can see that leavin with a bit of a bod
I got stacks at home so she know that its on tho
by the time I make breakfast I hope that she gone

Wake up in the morning feeling like i respawn
Hop up in my car and get my GTA on
Blastin tunes for a bit, then enjoying the calm
Green lights all the way to the studio bomb!

Yall motherfuckers better watch my style
locked up in ma room with a mouse green mile
forget every lyric that I write senile
drop it even hotter on the mic that's fire

Freeze up like I s s stuter g g g g get wild
Cookin up beats ever since i was a child
You wanna eat salsa I suggest you try mild
I can see I'm too hot for ya tongue tia

Droppin old ladies on the daily
Ain't tryna get no mama no baby
Lunatic so they call me crazy
But when I flip out I just get real lazy

I put bread on my butter cuz I think we gonna split
I hope you've enjoyed gettin sprayed with my spit
a lil sumtin tells me that we ain't done yet
Like a horse at the races I keep goin you bet

Pull up downtdown in a new corvette
I like gas baby fuck the environmnt
Spin deese wheels like i'm spinnin a set
DJ filth in the house fuckin swearin like touretts

Naw I'm just playin I'd rather fukin walk
After all downtown is just a couple fukn blocks
Foot messenger deliverin real talk
If you ain't dancin yet you can suck ma cock

Disrespectful and forgetful
am I missing anything, aw right I'm a tool
But all these bitches linin up for a date thats cool
Spent four years sleepin motherfuckin high school

Well fuckers looks like this is finally it
I reckon this level'll be done soon n shit
Lemme say goodbye before I forget
Aw right+ Liquid filth drop the fukin 8 bit.

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from Modern Electronic, released May 8, 2015

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