Letra de ' Early Morning Trappin (feat. Trippie Redd) ' de Rich The Kid

[Al Pacino & Rich The Kid]
I told you, man, I told you!
Don't fuck with me!
I told you, no fucking kids!
No, but you wouldn't listen, why, you stupid fuck, look at you now
Huh
Money way, only way, y'know what I'm sayin'?
Lil bitch

[Rich The Kid]
Was up trappin' early (early)
She bad and boujee but whippin' a birdie
My cup is so dirty (what)
Your diamonds don't shine, my pinky a 30
Pour up the pint, that's so clean (so clean)
The rims of the Bentley cost 14
Ain't doin' no talkin', the red beam (red beam)
My bitches perplexin', young nigga, we flexin'

[Trippie Redd]
Yeah
So much green on my street like it's Grove
Made a lot of money on the road
Now they book me, 10K for a show
Actavis in my drink, I'ma pour, yeah

Like I know the dots
I'ma beat her box, beatin' off her fuckin' socks
30 got a mop, shoot you, look like chicken pox
I be whippin' rocks, fiends and me, they sniffin' rocks
I'm a trapstar, ayy
Hope I don't crash, do the dash in a NASCAR, it really is a fast car
It's a movie just like Pixar, movie just like Pixar
Get shot out, turn your ass to clip-art
Yeah, turn you ass to clip-art
Boy, you is a retard, on the go just like a go-kart
Makin' art just like Mozart, art just like Mozart

Yeah
Early mornin' trappin'
Early mornin' trappin'
Early mornin' trappin'
Early mornin' trappin'
Early mornin' trappin'

[Rich The Kid]
Was up trappin' early (early)
She bad and boujee but whippin' a birdie
My cup is so dirty (what)
Your diamonds don't shine, my pinky a 30
Pour up the pint, that's so clean (so clean)
The rims of the Bentley cost 14
Ain't doin' no talkin', the red beam (red beam)
My bitches perplexin', young nigga, we flexin'

[Trippie Redd]
Yeah
So much green on my street like it's Grove
Made a lot of money on the road
Now they book me, 10K for a show
Actavis in my drink, I'ma pour, yeah

[Rich The Kid]
Pull up with Trippie, pull off with your bitch, put dick in her kidneys (yeah)
More Act' in the Simply, whese niggas in line to get to the milli' (whoa)
AP two-tone, she suckin' my dick, wanna fuck wit my ice on (ice on)
I'm sendin' her right home (huh, what?)
She bad and boujee, gon' whip up a birdie
My cup is so dirty (lean)
You niggas is fraud, your diamonds is blurry
I'm trappin' the 30 (30)
I don't do no cap'n (cap'n)
Racks all in the cabinet (racks)
They was hatin', I was rackin', stackin' and relaxin'
Dream might get a hundred bands, now I'm ridin' 'round in the Lamb
She bad and boujee, I'm makin' movies, might fuck a bitch on cam
I need a Fanta, got syrup (syrup), I might just hop out the Vert
She wanna hop out her skirt, that's when she poppin' the Perc'

Was up trappin' early (early)
She bad and boujee but whippin' a birdie
My cup is so dirty (what)
Your diamonds don't shine, my pinky a 30
Pour up the pint, that's so clean (so clean)
The rims of the Bentley cost 14
Ain't doin' no talkin', the red beam (red beam)
My bitches perplexin', young nigga we flexin'

[Trippie Redd]
Yeah
So much green on my street like it's grove
Made a lot of money on the road
Now they book me, 10K for a show
Actavis in my drink, I'ma pour, yeah