[Intro]
(Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Who's Chupi anyways?
[Chorus]
Living hard like rock-on
Trapstar lifestyle locked on
Life so cold like snow-cone
Ice so cold like woah-woah
If I pull up, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on
We pull up with gang, I don't think you want no smoke
[Verse 1]
Ten shots to the dome, make you see-through
Got an undeniable personality too
And I pull up with the shots you better waggle too
Yeah, yeah, I can handle you
No doubt, no doubt, I'ma blam through
With the sticks, and the sticks, you get handled too
So heavy that I got a sprained wrist too
(So heavy that I got a sprained wrist too)
[Chorus]
Living hard like rock-on
Trapstar lifestyle locked on
Life so cold like snow-cone
Ice so cold like woah-woah
If I pull up, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on
We pull up with gang, I don't think you want no smoke
[Verse 2]
Blam, huh, blam, big up Tokyo like I live in Japan
This is a funeral, straight for your mans
Bitch, I pull up and do my money dance
Uh, uh, skrrt, bands
Step to alert, like where is your mans
I do not believe in a second chance
[Chorus]
Living hard like rock-on
Trapstar lifestyle locked on
Life so cold like snow-cone
Ice so cold like woah-woah
If I pull up, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on
We pull up with gang, I don't think you want no smoke
Living hard like rock-on
Trapstar lifestyle locked on
Life so cold like snow-cone
Ice so cold like woah-woah
If I pull up, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on
We pull up with gang, I don't think you want no smokev