Trap Frost Better Days
[Intro]
Hoppin' out the coupe again (It's him)
I think I just seen a ten (Yeah)
All I know how to do is win
Losing ain't apart of me (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Better days, better days, I'm talkin' better days
Better ways, better ways, I'm talkin' better ways (Yeah, yeah)
Diamonds shining, see the face, you see the face (Yeah, yeah)
And they looking blinded by the way, just by the way, eh
[Verse 1]
Move through, huh, bulletproof when I swang
Bulletproof, huh, Osama when it come to bang
Blow it up, blow it up, yeah, we turning up
I'm high as f..ck (High), high as f..ck, ain't nobody even high as us
Fly with us, come take a jet
Shawty wanting sex, put it down, I put it down
I'ma rep the set (Rep), get the money, just get the money
I have no regrets (No), all these hundreds, yeah, all these hundreds
Yeah, I'm finna flex, bad mamacita, she suckin'
Yeah, she love the dick (Yeah), bad mamacita, she f..ckin'
Let her f..ck the clique (It's him), I don't have no relations
It's just facial, baby, I'm a nigga thats gettin' money
Think I'm racist, baby (Racist), money green, my money blue
That shit crazy colors (Damn), niggas red when they around me
They got crazy colors, I got crazy niggas, got crazy cousins
Crazy brothers, brazy brothers, them niggas crazy, sonny (Yeah)
I do the dash, I do the dash, I do the dash now (I do the dash)
I get the cash, I get the cash, I get the cash now (I get the bands)
I'm living fast, I'm living fast, I'm living fast now (I'm living fast)
I can get past them, my niggas done passed out (Passed out)
I'm in the trap, I'm in the trap and that bitch trapped out (Trapped out)
I got a bad bitch on my lap and she got her ass out (Ass out)
I got a black card and it's blacked out
I got a black card, I got a black broad
But my white bitch got a black card (I see, I see, uh)
[Bridge]
I see, I see, I see, I see, I see dead people
All this ice around my wrist, it's lookin' real lethal
I got a bad lil' bitch, she my real people
She finna buss it for a nigga, flyer than a eagle (Yeah)
Damn (Money)
I'm just gettin' to the money
You won't take none from me
You won't take none from me
All of my money is doubled
I do this shit with my youngins
[Verse 2]
Ayy, youngins, they youngins, they coming
You know that they drumming, you know that they thuggin'
You know that they don't give a f..ck about nothin'
They just need some money, so give 'em some money
And let 'em get on the road with me (Road)
They won't fold on me (They won't)
A lot of these niggas sellin' they soul
Lot of these niggas be pussy (Pussy)
Lot of these bitches be bussing like hoes
She gon' give me that pussy (That pussy)
I'm finna knock her down like woah
I'ma make her do the Dougie (Dougie)
I been muthafuckin' runnin'
Up this f..ckin' dutchy (Dutchy)
Dutchy, baby girl, I'm dutchy
She just wanna f..ck me (Ayy)
I get money, run it up and double up the bag (Ayy)
You know just how we thuggin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy), ayy
(Ayy, ayy, you know just how we comin') Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Outro]
Better days, better days, I'm talkin' better days
Better ways, better ways, I'm talkin' better ways
Diamonds shining, see the face, you see the face
And they looking blinded by the way, just by the way, ayy
Move through, huh, bulletproof when I swang
Bulletproof, huh, Osama when it come to bang
Blow it up, blow it up