Trapstar lyrics

(Chorus) Droppin fire hits cuz I’m a trapstar
I ain’t selling drugs I don’t go that far
12 inch subs in the back and they blast hard
Driving so fast I feel like I’m in nascar
I got the trapstar status
Throw a beat and you know I drop mad hits
Melody flow pop out like it’s magic
Selling weed hoe we know she a bad b*tch yeah

(Verse 1) I’m a star and your b*tch she already know this
21 in this industry I feel to old for this
Opposite of the goat I feel like I’m 0-6
But I ain’t gone stop cuz this music I got flow in it
Ima be the best
Yeah ima be the best
I ain’t got sh*t yet so I ain’t gone say I’m super blessed
But I got a lot of things that I’m grateful for
Family and all my friends their always an open door
Aye and they always keep it real (aye)
I’m gone need that sh*t if ima sign a record deal
No I ain’t gone flop like I slipped on banana peel
I don’t give af about you cuz you never hit me up or cared to ask how I feel

(Chorus) Droppin fire hits cuz I’m a trapstar
I ain’t selling drugs I don’t go that far
12 inch subs in the back and they blast hard
Driving so fast I feel like I’m in nascar
I got the trapstar status
Throw a beat and you know I drop mad hits
Melody flow pop out like it’s magic
Selling weed hoe we know she a bad b*tch yeah
(Verse 2) Two 12’s in the back they bumpin shakin my whole ride
We so fly always look clean to have a good time
Usually I don’t care I walk around in my slides
I do what I want yeah you already know the vibes
I be posted up, in the crib shawty come see
If you wanna chill bring a friend and get comfy
I got all my dawgs and we trappin out the front seat
I got that girls heart yeah you know that b*tch in love with me
I’m a heart breaker
I ain’t good at this yeah I’m a selfish player
At least I’m honest so you know I ain’t a faker
I’m like Lil Mosey girl I’m a hitmaker
LA All-star like I play for the lakers

(Chorus) Droppin fire hits cuz I’m a trapstar
I ain’t selling drugs I don’t go that far
12 inch subs in the back and they blast hard
Driving so fast I feel like I’m in nascar
I got the trapstar status
Throw a beat and you know I drop mad hits
Melody flow pop out like it’s magic
Selling weed hoe we know she a bad b*tch yeah