TRAP SIN T

(Sisas)
(La K)
(The trap from Medallo, the trap from Colombia)
(Yeah, ah)

Came down possessed to the first floor
Making it clear to these rappers, old man, I ended their season
Talking about blowing up and bitches got a payday
I'm a G like Wiso, start messing around and I'll take you down (nah)

In their neighborhood, they already got stabbed a few times
Santi told them, the only OG rapper I respected
They throw flowers after you're dead, it ain't worth shit
I smoke a blunt, tomorrow for sure I'll be smoking some jam

We raised our prices after the disrespect (huh?)
Their concerts flopped, that shit wasn’t selling (bitch)
They’re retired cops, old heads acting like police
They only get hired to hype up city hall parties

Look, take a hit, narcotic flu
Pills, and molly, and also the white stuff
You consume it, I sell it and it triples
That’s how I keep the rich lady satisfied

Long live my crazy crew and up with the madness (up)
From the street life, I already got the management (uh)
Wherever I go, they say: What a fucking presence
I sing for the junkies, I’m not selling conscience

I got my woman just for sex and the side chicks for affection
Scoring goals for the USA like Dinho
Want a hit? This is color, not Frutiño
Your favorite rapper sucks me off
I’m definitely lit, yeah (yeah)

Not like We–
The bad for the cops who abused the law
I’m high as hell like Crudo, Frito-Lay
Anyone can rap like this, but they get caught up with AutoTune and delay, uy

(Ay, gonorrhea)
(What I sing is trap)
(Pa-pa-paw)
Sisas, La K
The trap from Medallo
But we took the T out of trap
The rap from Medallo
Sisas
Hahaha
The Money, The Money Makers
Deezy, Prime
GODFIRST
Talk to them, Draza
Ay