TrapStar - Intellectual

[Intro]

Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe

[Chorus]

Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe

[Verse 1]

Making bricks in the trap spot

Money count up in the trap spot

Cooking crack up in the trap spot

Bagging bricks in the trap spot

Money count up in the trap spot

Let her know, this is Trapstar

Put my wrist in motion

Smoking on the potent

VVS, VVS, VVS

Mixing the lean

Mixing the lean with the Snapple

Pour me the 4

Pour me the 4 from the bottle

Smoke me the gas

Smoke me the gas, it's gelato

All these bitches

All these bitches come and go

Yeah my bag don't come and go

Lotta foreign broads

Twelve car garage

Brand new foreign cars

Put that bitch up in a Nascar, bitch

Put that bitch up in a Nascar, fast car

[Chorus]

Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe

[Verse 2]

Going through phases, yeah, all this shit is changing, yeah

Going through phases, yeah, all this shit is changing, yeah, aye

Alexander McQueen, shipping the fiends to the streets

All of you niggas some fiends, I'ma just count up the green

Count me the green, count me the guap

I'ma just walk in the mall, I'ma just walk in the jit

Count me the chips, I'm in the chips, count me the chips

Take a trip, take a trip, day and night

Day and night, in the stu

Day and night, in the booth

I got gas like it's propane

I'm too clean, like it's cocaine

Hit a lick, and hit the jackpot

Four fifth in the stash spot

Kobe Bryant, with the Glock

I've got thirty shots

Too much drank up in my cup, I'm just feeling stuck

Shut down the whole block

Pocket hold the Glock

Pour me wok inside my cup

I don't ever stop

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

[Chorus]

Piped up in the booth, yeah we geeked up in the coupe