BBF Family, my nigga
Alright, for my street people
Waka Monitor people, that one na diable Lock my openam back, that one na manke
The same mouth you beg for kisses, E di suck my dick I get faith nor thug, but you still the cap
Trap king , Trap king, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Heading back, heading back home I made my money from BDA, woah
Now I got the guap, give me the mic, let me tell you some facts
Speaking from heart this is emotional rap
Try me boy, I go toss you like my filon Boy dem too di dem, I go play them like na ping pong
Jah-Jah come long, I center yi with five pong
The nga di ya my morh, say that boy to the sing song
Waka Monitor people, that one na diable Lock my eye openam back, that one na manke
The same mouth you beg for kisses, e di suck my dick I get faith nor thug, but you still the cap
Trap king, trap king, pow, pow, pow, pow
I'm born to win, I'm a winner man, I'ma turn the street like a fisherman
I hustle hard just to be a man, and the lord is will cause he wash my bag
Now I'm smiling, cause the money is coming
All my niggas ignored me, where them they make them hear me
No be man, no be friends, by my God I must grow wings
Cause the gang must to get rich, cause dem gather the money
In every city we go in, rolling up, sparking up
Gonna go na my motto, boy dem grow na for ghetto
Tout le jour every day for the street with the hustle
Just for gather the budget, takam stand up like model
Only swag, only drip, only money for wallet
Every city we go in, all my niggas be balling
Trap king, trap king, pow, pow, pow, pow
Waka monitor people, that one na diable
Lock my eye openam back , that wan na manke
Trap king , Trapking , pow, pow, pow, pow