Top Songs By TrapSaavy
Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Christopher Elder
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
They be sayin' folks be on me I got local fame
But I don't give a fuck if none these **** know my name
Rather **** know that I don't play about my fuckin' change
Rather **** know I never changed, but I ain't the same
Fuck on bad bitches, it's a habit, man, I gotta have it Baby, it ain't nothin' bout me, TRICKY no, I'm not the RABBIT
Shorty in my DMs say I'm IT, no, I had to TAG her And I heard a **** had a fit, but we gon' make a madder
I ain't even tryna flex, but **** really havin'
When I go outside, cut the small talk, I'm not a chatter
I don't give a fuck bout what you heard, lil' bitch, that shit don't matter
Told her she could eat some dick, at least she got that booty clappin
Let me tell y'all **** how I know that all these bitches cappin'
I be drunk as fuckin' and then next day I still know what happened
Y'all believe these bitches, if you want, they in the group chat laughin'
Shorty really got some fire, throat I thought that bitch a dragon
They be sayin' folks be on me I got local fame
But I don't give a fuck if none these **** know my name
Rather **** know that I don't play about my fuckin' change
Rather **** know I never changed, but I ain't the same
Fuck on bad bitches, it's a habit, man, I gotta have it Baby, it ain't nothin' bout me, TRICKY no, I'm not the RABBIT
Shorty in my DMs say I'm IT, no, I had to TAG her And I heard a **** had a fit, but we gon' make a madder
They be sayin', fuck, be on me, I got local fame
But I be in y'all hood and you don't even got a local name
**** hate on your success cause they be broke and lame
I'm the definition of a million dollar worth of game
I'ma rock out till I die, I feel like Kurt Cobain
Got this drink all in my cup, I feel like Kirk's Bangz
Spittin' blues like I serve cocaine
Ion give a fuck about this rap shit, I been trappin', you don't know my pain
Fuck bein' local, bitch, I'm global, I got motion I'm an open flame, I'll burn this bitch up
They pray the police never learn my name
I step on necks and disrespect, shit, I'm a menace
Fuck society, I'm the old school king
Yeah, **** troll, but ion joke, I fade
Let me calm down, I got an open case
All these bitches on my dick, but all these hoes be strange
I be more turned on for puttin' locals in the open grave DUMBASS
They be sayin' folks be on me I got local fame
But I don't give a fuck if none these **** know my name
Rather **** know that I don't play about my fuckin' change
Rather **** know I never changed, but I ain't the same
Fuck on bad bitches, it's a habit, man, I gotta have it Baby, it ain't nothin' bout me, TRICKY no, I'm not the RABBIT
Shorty in my DMs say I'm IT, no, I had to TAG her And I heard a **** had a fit, but we gon' make a madder
Written by: Christopher Elder