"Trap Star" lyrics - TRIPPIE REDD

[Intro:]
Woah
Serve it to the fuckin' birds
I was boolin' with my niggas servin' the birds
Ain't no nigga ain't talk no work, yeah, huh

[Pre-Chorus:]
Trap life, woah
Trap life, woah
Trap life, woah
Trap life, woah
Trap life, woah
Trap life, woah
Trap life, woah
Trap life, woah, hey

[Chorus:]
Trap life with my goons, hey
Trap life with my goons
'Rari coupe go vroom
Vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom
Trap life with my goons
Trap life with my goons
Vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom
'Rari coupe go vroom

Ayy, small lead for the boys
I would never ever tell the world, I would never tell a word
Gettin' all the money, gettin' all the green, whippin' all the fuckin' work
Made it out the fuckin' dirt, tryna get under that skirt
'Rari coupe go skrrt, yeah
Whip that work
Made it out the hood now I'm in the 'burbs
Yeah, I fucked her, but I had to fuck her sister first
Baby girl, show me what that lil' pussy worth
Gettin' all the money, yeah, I'm servin' all the work
My swag is superb, you niggas stay lame
I'm fly like a crane, doin', I do my thang, yeah, yeah
Gettin' money, I'm a trap star
Pulled up, livin' life like a rockstar, skrrt-skrrt
Yeah, yeah, 'Rari fast car
Pulled up, skrrt-skrrt-skrrt in a NASCAR, yeah, ayy

[Chorus:]
Trap life with my goons
Trap life with my goons
'Rari coupe go vroom
Vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom vroom, hey
Ride 'round with my goons
Trap life with my goons
'Rari coupe go vroom, hey
'Rari coupe go vroom

Doin' two-fifty on the dash
Hoping that a young nigga don't crash
She wanted to be first, but she last
Shawty, I don't need you in my life
Rather be in the kitchen whippin' that white
I'm a dick like I'ma motherfuckin' dyke, hey
In the kitchen, I gotta whip it 'til it's done, hey
I beat the pussy 'til it's numb
Shooters with me and they go dumb
Chewin' on that pussy like some gum
'Case stomach issue you might need some tums, nigga, huh
My shooters goin' dumb, nigga
Yeah, yeah, my shooters goin' dumb, nigga
Yeah, yeah, my shooters goin' dumb, nigga
Woah, woah, woah, woah

[Chorus:]
Trap life with my goons
Trap life with my goons
'Rari coupe go vroom
Vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom, hey
Ride 'round with my goons
Trap life with my goons
'Rari coupe go vroom, hey
Yeah my coupe go vroom

[Outro:]
Haha
I'm just, I'm just in the studio sippin' on this Actavis man
Huh, you know how the fuck we rockin'
Yeah
Ayy
Silence, my child