[Intro: Star Sav]

Star, Star, Star Sav

(Adb play that shit)

[Chorus: Star Sav]

Trappin' all four seasons

No SRT, we speedin'

My traphouse full of zombies

Yeah, my traphouse full of custys

I had to put the time in

Yeah, had to put my heart in

Everyday, the motion callin'

And all my niggas bossin'

[Verse 1: Star Sav]

All my dogs be trappin' state to state, shit like a marathon

We wrap them birdies up, ship 'em out, then we get 'em gone

Shout out crodie F 'cause he the chef, lotta free bands off them zones

Make myself some flips, pour that drank, I'm sippin' ratio

I'm in the crib with my feet up, bad bitch eatin' my dick, fellatio

She want me to wife it but I already know that treesh is a fuckin' ho

I stay with them shooters, shoutout them 'ooters

Try to creep up, I'm lettin' it blow

Talkin' that shit on the 'net, you can get wet, lil' nigga done turned to a nose

[Chorus: Star Sav]

Trappin' all four seasons

No SRT, we speedin'

My traphouse full of zombies

Yeah, my traphouse full of custys

I had to put the time in

Yeah, had to put my heart in

Everyday, the motion callin'

And all my niggas bossin'

[Verse 2: Msav]

All my niggas bossin', all my niggas flossin' (Lah, lah)

Pull up then we chalk him, pull up then we park him (Grrt)

He got hit in the noggin', he got put in the coffin' (Kufi)

Smokin' on these opps, yeah, they got me coughin' (Ouvy)

SRT, we dashin', 407, crashin' (Skrrt)

He was on the 'net then we caught him lackin' (Goofy)

And I perk the bid, no, it's not for fashion (No)

Me and Star Sav, yeah, we litty bitch (Star Sav)

Pull up with a fifty clip, empty up his fuckin' 'rip (Lah, lah)

223s they hit his wig (Lah, lah)

Empty up his fuckin' 'rip

223s they hit his wig

[Chorus: Star Sav]

Trappin' all four seasons

No SRT, we speedin'

My traphouse full of zombies

Yeah, my traphouse full of custys

I had to put the time in

Yeah, had to put my heart in

Everyday, the motion callin'

And all my niggas bossin'

[Refrain: Star Sav]

All my dogs be trappin' state to state, shit like a marathon

We wrap them birdies up, ship 'em out, then we get 'em gone

Shout out crodie F 'cause he the chef, lotta free bands off them zones

Make myself some flips, pour that drank, I'm sippin' ratio

[Outro: Star Sav]

Trappin' all four seasons

No SRT, we speedin'

My traphouse full of zombies

Yeah, my traphouse full of custys

I had to put the time in

Yeah, had to put my heart in

Everyday, the motion callin'

And all my niggas bossin'

I'm in the crib with my feet up, bad bitch eatin' my dick, fellatio