Kingob - TrapBac Lyrics

I was gon five months now my name trending, yea
Count up six months later Ima pull up in a, yea
Ima pull up in a coup all black attire I'm dressed to match
40 on my hip the shooters they come attached
Word in my city them niggas didn't want me back
Cool ass niggas bout to bring the TrapBac

Im bouta set the city on fire in a rental
You Might want to gon retire from the game before I enter
Ima spark it up and let it blaze all winter
Locked up in the county any problem stood center
Let a nigga try me transform master splinter
I'm really tryna cop a foreign ain tryna rent em'
Nigga cycle through they feelings like they on a menstrual
My niggas send in' Nyquil they just waitin on the signal
I really get the pack off why the plug he quick to send em'
Might tax you 32 for the plate if we don't mingle
Or we can 30 30 make it 2 it ain a Issue

I was gon five months now my name trending, yea
Count up six months later Ima pull up in a, yea
Ima pull up in a coup all black attire I'm dressed to match
40 on my hip the shooters they come attached
Word in my city them niggas didn't want me back
Cool ass niggas bout to bring the TrapBac

Now I'm back to the old me
Young King young OB
Young King like Ginóbili
Got hittaz in the nose bleeds
Tire him up no back lip
Hit ya bitch wit a back grip
Ima hit her wit the backwood
Young nigga from the backwood
Have her trappin' 3 spots round the click clock
Her wrist hot make it lock wit the stovetop
I got ops they might drop when I pop out

I was gon five months now my name trending, yea
Count up six months later Ima pull up in a, yea
Ima pull up in a coup all black attire I'm dressed to match
40 on my hip the shooters they come attached
Word in my city them niggas didn't want me back
Cool ass niggas bout to bring the TrapBac