CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : ​iPhone

Trapaholics, real trap sh*t
You won't never catch me ridin' round Vlone
I'm always with the homies with plugged up iPhones (Yeah)
I'm always with the homies with plugged up iPhones

Vlone, Off-White, tee so rare
Pull up to the function, everybody gon' stare
Tryna run up on me boy, you better say your prayers
I'm all the way up like the top of the stairs
Shawty give me top, no rubber, I'm bare
Yeezys on deck, yeah I got a few pair
Shoutout to my L.A. shawties, like Claire
Future too bright, need shades for the glare
Whippin' in the wheelchair, look like Ric Flair
Cheatcodes to life, I don't play fair
You better watch the throne, 'cause I'm the next heir
Goyard on my waist, that's what I wear
Supreme, Tommy, Polo, Bape, that's my underwear
Some n***as might hate, but who the f**k cares?
Split a milli' with the team, pops taught me how to share
Circle stay tight, I don't f**k with a square

You won't never catch me ridin' round Vlone
I'm always with the homies with plugged up iPhones (Yeah)
I'm always with the homies with plugged up iPhones