Zakk genni - They Told Me To Trap Lyrics

They told me "Make trap music so I can rap to it"
"Hard bars not that sad music"
Switch flows like magnetic flux
I'm on my tiptoes, I might dabble in it
And I'm out here, I know it's been a minute
Got my golf gear, cuz I'm bout to hit it
And I go savage with it, cuz I know I'm winning
Yeah, this rap shit it is not a givin'

F*ck with the gang, we f*ckin' you up
The f*ck do you say? Nah, he ain't with us
And we ain't the same, I'm king of the bus
You in my city now, don't push your luck
Gun to my brain, still don't give a f*ck
If I'm gonna die, I'm drownin' in blood
We runnin' this game, you look up to us
I'm snatchin' your chain and bangin' your mum

I'm runnin' a train on your sister and mum
They goin' insane, yeah, they can't get enough
They lovin' the genie, they touchin' my weenie
They call me, I screen it, they titties, I seen it
Been all in they throats and all in they butts
Got nudes on my phone of your ugly ass slut
She sent them to me and I didn't mean to open them up
They cringy as f*ck

Leave me alone, bitch, I'm tryin' to rap
I need a new single to stay on the map
They say that it's hard to make it go bap
They say I ain't real, cuz I don't talk back
But all of you broke, you still unemployed
And I work two jobs and still makin' noise
So what you been doin'? Exactly my point
I'm doin' the most, you still usin' coins

Stop sayin' my sound isn't right
Leave me alone when I write
You bring a gun to the fight
I don't need weapons, I fight with my fists
And you jumpin' kids a third of your weight
Put them on blast, then act like you gang
But you not a thug, you're a pussy with friends
And you ain't the plug, you just a bitch

I'm not keepin' up with no Kardashian Cuz I ain't give a f*ck about a plastic bitch
I got the same phone from 2006
And I stay home cuz I ain't ride with blicks
I told you before that I'm sad in my raps
Nobody listen, still tell me it's trash
They told me to trap, I made them a trap
I better see my name in your Spotify wrapped

Can't stop and won't stop, I'm up next
I drop, you get dropped, I got checks
You flop, I drop bops, you get wrecked
And you better come correct when you f*ck with the best
I'm hot, let's talk shop, I drop hits
Your mom won't get off of my dick
Phone call, I don't answer that shit
And don't act shocked when I come with no stick

I do this shit even when I get sick
I do this shit like I need to get rich
I will not quit, I stick to the script
I'll climb to the top until my finger tips
Are swollen and bleeding and hurt like a bitch
You'll never defeat me, I'm killin' this shit
I'm tearin' down ceilings and burnin' the rest
I'm f*ckin' your feelings like they were my bitch

I'm not the plug but I'll make it go spark
I'm not a thug but I do more than bark
Wait, I'm not done, I'm just gettin' started
Let's have some fun

Russian Roulette with a Glock
Got lesbians givin' me top
Your ex went and f*cked all your opps
And talked to the cops, y'all yellin' "f*ck you" to the cops
But Steve is my neighbor, his parties go off
He'll seize your narcotics, then we go and smoke it
You sitin' in prison, while we sit here toking
Put gates on the crib and I don't plan to open them up
Gotta watch where I'm goin' cuz people be carryin' guns in the open
Broad daylight they tryin' to catch me out smokin
But I'm never lackin', still never packin
But Steve keep an eye on my six, got eyes on my crib

I'm not keepin' up with no Kardashian
'Cause I ain't give a f*ck about a plastic bitch
I got the same phone from 2006
And I stay home cause I ain't ride with blicks
I told you before that I'm sad in my raps
Nobody listen, still tell me it's trash
They told me to trap, I made them a trap
I better see my name in your Spotify wrapped

Back in high school, ridin' in the Civic
With the whole crew, we got the windows tinted
Yeah, back then, it was better livin
So last year, I had to pay a visit
To all the teacher said that I couldn't do it
'Cause I f*ckin' did it, y'all ain't ready for it
I got my chain on, and another with it
Couple rings on, with a perfect finish

Y'all don't wanna listen when I talk, it's a bad rap
Even when I'm spittin' bars on some mad facts
You can't comprehend the lyrics that you mad at
Feel like another broken record on a bad track
I get a bad rep, cause it's sad rap
But I told y'all before, I do not cap
She got a fat ass, I'ma tap that
Let me hit it from the back, make that ass clap

I'm keepin' up with no Kardashian
'Cause I ain't give a f*ck about a plastic bitch
I got the same phone from 2006
And I stay home, cause I ain't ridin' with blicks
I told you before that I'm sad in my raps
Nobody listens, they'll tell me it's trash
They told me to trap, I made them a trap
I better see my name in your Spotify wrapped