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Ah, yea
Trap, trap on the beat
Trap, trap on the beat, okay
Pull up to the scene
Looking fresh, smelling clean
Finna drown in Trap's wave, yeah this the CNY dream
Fly to China, do a show for ice cream
Rocking all designer, baby this ain't no supreme
Purple CNY, it's embroidered on the letterman
Drip could make you cry, all my fits look like they heaven sent
Dancing in the air like the elements, haters finna hate but we still share the elegance
New Dior cologne, smelling sweeter than some kool aid
Whitening her smile with every taste like vegan toothpaste
CNY we headed for the top just like a toupee
Big bag big buckets straight ballin like 2k
If you know the words go ahead and hit a sing a long
Niggas acting weird, tryna ride up on my dingalong
Bouncing her lil booty back and forth I call it ping pong
Banging on my chest right when I thump it call me King Kong
I said If you know the words go ahead and hit a sing a long
Niggas acting weird, tryna ride up on my dingalong
Bouncing her lil booty back and forth I call it ping pong
Banging on my chest right when I thump it call me King Kong
Trap, trap on the beat
Trap, trap on the beat, bitch