Deathtrap (Remastered) (feat. Drab)

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Yuh huh, yuh huh, yuh huh
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Hold on, pause
Oh shit, oh my god

Aye, I feel like a Deathtrap, all these thoughts are in my head
Living lavish, ain't no savage, I feel like a Deathtrap
I feel like a Deathtrap, all these thoughts are in my head
Living lavish, ain't no savage, I feel like a Deathtrap

White flag, abstract, gonna need a body bag
Gonna cook 'em like meat and it's fat back
Backpack, hoodie and I'm texting on my Snapchat
Talking hella tough how the f*ck
Hashtag relax, scratch that bitch need a Tampax
Doing all this work and I flip it like it's flapjacks
Check that, I just had a flashback, text back
Spitting all these bullets body slam 'em like it's backlash
Cruising all day all around town, I ain't had no clout it's a let down
I ain't really fucking with a meltdown, didn't work out so we friends now

I feel like a Deathtrap, all these thoughts are in my head
Living lavish, ain't no savage, I feel like a Deathtrap
I feel like a Deathtrap, all these thoughts are in my head
Living lavish, ain't no savage, I feel like a Deathtrap

Got pics on my gram and I'm using no captions
All bout that talk and you not bout that doxing
Dripping and tripping I got a new fashion
None of these fakers will be my distraction
Paint on her face so you know that I'm smashing
Twelve rolling up so you know that we dashing
Eyes red enough so you know that we gassed
I'm talking to her so you know that I'm passing
Zero time, seeing slime, bout to flex, f*ck you guys
Young Drab, Spotify, in the cut, on the rise
Cruising all day all around town, I ain't had no clout it's a let down
I ain't really fucking with a meltdown, didn't work out so we're friends now

Street Fighter bitch, bouta flash kick, Chun-Li
Falling out the bus, guess I'll drop in, Trippie
Whole lotta red, 'bouta kick it like Carti
Playboy in the crib and he balling like Uzi
5AM here with the YSIV
Coming back to music with the true heat maybe
People on my line going real bald, no bosly
This Tarantino shit I'm on my A-game like Bobby
Chernobyl shit, radiation when I'm on stage
Tryna make some money but this bitch offer no wage
Killing this shit like San Diego, no rampage
Time to move to Mars like I'm Elon, it's space age

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Written by: Noah B, Paul U

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