Trapstar

Trapstar

Grill in your mouth

Big rims on your car

You know I'm lookin for them

You see me lookin for them

Im always lookin for them

You known Im lookin for them



Im looking for that G boy, G boy

See ya rollin down my street boy, street boy

Oh yeah I need a trapstar, trapstar

Grill in your mouth

Big rims on your car



So fresh so clean

Nikes on his feet

Escalade on 23s

Pockets always deep

So tight so fly

Always wit a bad chick

Three car garage

Straight ballin like its nothin

He be on them hundred spokes and

He be where them boys be smokin

Go head blow ya horn

Baby I got what you want

Shawty we can get it crunk

Boy you know Im looking for them



Love it when he made

Hot wit an attitude

Passion of a thug

I cant wait to make up wit you

Ride for the boy

Die for the boy

I'll even take the stand and lie for the boy