Beartrap trap music I don't need love, instant gratification Cut, copy, and paste 'til the colors are all faded I don't mean half the mean shit that I say It's like how I know you fucked every dude on your summer playlist Want you to want me for more than vacations and cars that go fast Mansions, mounds of cocaine, and What's inside my heart is often mistaken Like hotel room temperature, distant and vacant I'm filled up with love, I don't want no one to take it 'Cause I've been fucked up since the last time I gave it Don't tell me you love me, don't say it to say it Don't ask me who hurt me 'cause the story keeps changin' Miss you, sex on the couch It was cool, it was basic Miss you, flyin' you out On an every week basis What's changin'? Maybe I'm fucked up, maybe it's love I wanna regret you, I can't give you up Baby, I'm fucked up, maybe it's love I wanna forget you, it'd be easier that way (It's easier that way, oh) (It's easier that way, oh) I'm filled up with love, I don't want no one to take it 'Cause I've been fucked up since the last time I gave it Don't tell me you love me, don't say it to say it Don't ask me who hurt me 'cause the story keeps changin' Miss you, sex on the couch It was cool, it was basic Miss you, flyin' you out On an every week basis What's changin'? Maybe I'm fucked up, maybe it's love I wanna regret you, I can't give you up Baby, I'm fucked up, maybe it's love I wanna forget you, it'd be easier that way (It's easier that way, oh) (It's easier that way, oh) Put you, put you, put you on the table Grip the rails, arch your back, show that Holy Grail Wow, ayy Put that on the table Use them nails, scrape my back, scrape and sniff the yayo Hold up, baby, you are not one to trust, huh? One of the homies fucked, huh? You been around, this ain't your first time on the tour bus, huh? So I just wanna know why you're the Only one to die of a drunk text, uh Prolly 'cause you're the only one That gets me hard during drunk sex, uh She used two hands, brought a friend to come help Two G's to myself, two G's for they nose Two G's on my belt, two G's for these hoes Two X for my set, two years since I met you You're in fashion week, in a master suite, on a balcony, I– Miss you, sex on the couch It was cool, it was basic Miss you, flyin' you out On an every week basis What's changin'? Maybe I'm fucked up, maybe it's love I wanna regret you, I can't give you up Baby, I'm fucked up, maybe it's love I wanna forget you, it'd be easier that way (It's easier that way, oh) (It's easier that way, oh)

Oh shit, ugh What a fuck? Yeah Ain't serious, ugh Hit the motherfucking form, baby Come on, let's go Uh-uh-uh, yeah (yo!) Uh-uh-uh, yeah (this shit right here!) Uh-uh-uh, yeah (this shit right here, oh my God!) Come on, let's go Y'all lookin' for names, I'm lookin' for beats (ugh) Y'all lookin' for fame, I live in the streets (ugh) Y'all talk, the talk, but I walk the walk (yeah) School street, home of the brave, New York Y'all make movies, but I make moves (ugh) I'm straight up, y'all got somethin' to prove (ugh) Y'all niggas duck, but I swing back (ugh) Y'all niggas run, but I bring gats (come on) Y'all niggas whisper, "X is a crackhead" Aight fuck it, I'ma just crack heads I bang niggas that cross the line Y'all niggas talk shit from way behind (come on) I stand my ground, but y'all niggas don't (ugh) Shit, I go to jail, but y'all niggas won't (aight) Y'all niggas walk around and get scared (come on) But I don't give a fuck, I don't care I ain't a dancing nigga, I just move to the beat (ugh) Sit there and nod my head, but won't move my feet (ugh) Gangsta, so I'm holdin' up the wall (ugh) That dancing shit up to the rest of y'all (let's go) I ain't a dancing nigga, I just move to the beat (ugh) Sit there and nod my head, but won't move my feet (ugh) Gangsta, so I'm holdin' up the wall (ugh) That dancing shit up to the rest of y'all (let's go) Kells get it crackin' (uh), y'all play chess (yeah) Kells gets to scrappin' and y'all just flex (bow) Why is y'all rappin', when I got next (uh) You roll with them, and I'll rock with X (uh) Eastside motherfucker (eh), Cleveland Brown Burning leaves in the gutta, make it Cleveland loud All I know is when the beefs on, the beast comes out (uh-oh) EST is in the buildin', we run this town (come on) Ruff Ryders, you got a problem, come find us (yeah) Hop up like the sand man right behind ya (ugh) Like where the cheese bitch, fuck lasagna Pair of shoes size bags, loot stuffed inside 'em (yah) Grimey, bare hand, no tool beside me I don't talk online, hater come here find me (come here) Me against the world, underdogs, new Rocky Givin' a fuck if anyone co-sign me likes that uh! I ain't a dancing nigga, I just move to the beat (ugh) Sit there and nod my head, but won't move my feet (ugh) Gangsta, so I'm holdin' up the wall (ugh) That dancing shit up to the rest of y'all (let's go) I ain't a dancing nigga, I just move to the beat (ugh) Sit there and nod my head, but won't move my feet (ugh) Gangsta, so I'm holdin' up the wall (ugh) That dancing shit up to the rest of y'all (let's go) Y'all niggas is pussy, straight up ass (ugh) I keep that thing, and I'll blast (yeah) Letcha man know, he don't wanna push me (ugh) Remember, it's you not me that's pussy Y'all niggas walk light on your toes (ugh) I come through hard (move), kickin' down doors (move) I spit a mean 16 without a pause (yeah) Then let 16 go just because (yah) You in it for the dough, I'm in it for life (ugh) You in jail beatin' your dick I'm fuckin' your wife (woo) I bring the drama, I bring the noise (ugh) Kidnap yo' mama, bring her to the boys (yeah) I make shit happen with one word (ugh) You take shit laughin' nigga, you's a bird (what?) I take niggas for e'rything they got (come on) That's why I'm the dog, and you not (ayy) I ain't a dancing nigga, I just move to the beat (ugh) Sit there and nod my head, but won't move my feet (ugh) Gangsta, so I'm holdin' up the wall (ugh) That dancing shit up to the rest of y'all (let's go) I ain't a dancing nigga, I just move to the beat (ugh) Sit there and nod my head, but won't move my feet (ugh) Gangsta, so I'm holdin' up the wall (ugh) That dancing shit up to the rest of y'all (let's go) I ain't a dancing nigga, I just move to the beat (ugh) Sit there and nod my head, but won't move my feet (ugh) Gangsta, so I'm holdin' up the wall (ugh) That dancing shit up to the rest of y'all (let's go) I ain't a dancing nigga, I just move to the beat (ugh) Sit there and nod my head, but won't move my feet (ugh) Gangsta, so I'm holdin' up the wall (ugh) That dancing shit up to the rest of y'all (let's go)