[Intro]
Real Trapan Music
[Chorus:Alam Nasrallah]
Ay,this ain’t nothing new
I be counting old blues
Ooh
Yeah I’m big stepper
Timberland be the shoes
Uh
Shit got real sticky
Like someone busted out the glue
Yuh
Let me introduce you to my friend
He only speak pew pew
Uh
Back to back flows
That’s crazy
You niggas fail to amaze me
Man this album is amazing
I’ve been trapping out the basement
Might get XXL placement
I know homeboy lowkey faking
Out of every real one there’s a snake
At this point what risks won’t I take?
Uh
[Verse 1:Alam Nasrallah]
Had to hold it down for my city
They know that I’m the best in my city
Walk in the room feeling like P. Diddy
No Kesha shit but my bitch look pretty
Making eye contact with her while I suck her titty
I make it purr whenever I play with the kitty
Uh
Yes excuse me
Like a bomb don’t fuse me
If you don’t like it then shoot me
Off the snacks like I’m Scooby
Yeah I’m in it for pussy
Y’all got it backwards if you think I’m trash
Let me hear your music first
Then I send a verdict
Damn!
[Chorus:Alam Nasrallah]
Ay,this ain’t nothing new
I be counting old blues
Ooh
Yeah I’m big stepper
Timberland be the shoes
Uh
Shit got real sticky
Like someone busted out the glue
Yuh
Let me introduce you to my friend
He only speak pew pew
Uh
Back to back flows
That’s crazy
You niggas fail to amaze me
Man this album is amazing
I’ve been trapping out the basement
Might get XXL placement
I know homeboy lowkey faking
Out of every real one there’s a snake
At this point what risks won’t I take?
Uh
[Verse 2:Alam Nasrallah]
Yeah this the life I be living
Back then I ain’t have no pot to piss in
Oh I see y’all,y’all sneak dissing
Pretty soon these bullets will be what you’re kissing
I’m what the rap game has been missing
These other niggas are untalented
Do anything on a beat and expect to blow up
They then do out of antics
Not actual music
Which is stupid
Pull up with the Uzi but I fuck with Carti
And my new bitch badder
To my old bitch sorry
You played too many games with me like Atari
And I swerve on these niggas,I ain’t a crash dummy dawg
I called him a slatt,his nose was really really runny dawg
And you know this business ain’t funny dawg
What’s the fucking joke?
Oh you dissing on the dead?
Okay
You need to fucking go
Yuh
[Chorus:Alam Nasrallah]
Ay,this ain’t nothing new
I be counting old blues
Ooh
Yeah I’m big stepper
Timberland be the shoes
Uh
Shit got real sticky
Like someone busted out the glue
Yuh
Let me introduce you to my friend
He only speak pew pew
Uh
Back to back flows
That’s crazy
You niggas fail to amaze me
Man this album is amazing
I’ve been trapping out the basement
Might get XXL placement
I know homeboy lowkey faking
Out of every real one there’s a snake
At this point what risks won’t I take?
Uh