Trappin in Egypt / Demons (feat. Yung Webz)

So I've got somethin' to say, and it's only for the realest Imma spit some bars, and you tell me if you feel it Imma tell you a secret, but only if you keep it Trappin' in Egypt, trappin' sand on the beaches And you know when we dealin' We get the sand in our sneakers Got me blastin' your speakers And I got checks for the preachers Walkin' down the block and I got a lotta cash And I got it in my coat, and I spend it on my Clash Like the Grinch, cleaning Icebox, quick as a flash Word to Seuss, red fish, blue fish, turn up the bass You drop an album, it sucks I got a million bucks And I'ma double it Bitch the album needs a deluxe So we need a deluxe So we meet in the truck And we discuss, what the fuck we gonna do this month So we eatin' the muck, and we beatin' it up And we got ears, and we got freezers, bruh Aye, I'm a visionary And my vision blurry And I join the Saint Joe's crypto club, I'm in a hurry Pull up to the McDonald's and I'm getting a big McFlurry I got drivers and they always they be whippin' for me I don't need an Uber, pull up on a scooter All your music tankin', but I ain't talkin' Scuba And you know I'm a shooter And you know I'ma shoot ya And you know I was in the trenches Eating some motherfuckin' noodles Driving Nascar, bitch I'm bout to Jack a Larry I got hella bones, and they strong, I ain't lackin' dairy And I'm playing Brickbreaker on the fuckin Blackberry I'm with Fire Octagon, you know that we be trappin' daily Aye man, fuck all that old school shit Turn my headphones up I really talk to the demons, they in my soul I gotta hooch man, I'm Fiending, I'm trynna let go I really came out the cement, doing these shows I know that you wanna peep this, you copy my flow I got the diamonds they wet like a boat You already know, stay on ten toes Diamonds they wet, and they came off the boat I got the bread, but I ain't talkin' toast Doin' the most, doin' the most I got the shows, I got the poles down, yeah We gettin' lit, and you already know Everybody clap your hands, go ham on this beat, hoe Everybody clap your hands, go ham on this beat I got sand on my feet, and we goin' wit' the fleet All my diamonds they on fleek, I got green like a leaf Got the Jeep outside, bitch and I got a Cooper in the back And I touched an M, countin' these hundreds, countin' these racks Listen to tracks change over, they goin' back to back I've been sippin' on some Arizona, not talkin' Diamondback I really talk to the demons, they in my soul I gotta hooch man, I'm Fiending, I'm trynna let go I really came out the cement, doing these shows I know that you wanna peep this, you copy my flow I got the diamonds they wet like a boat You already know, stay on ten toes Diamonds they wet, and they came off the boat I got the bread, but I ain't talkin' toast Doin' the most, doin' the most I got the shows, I got the poles down, yeah We gettin' lit and you already know Everybody clap your hands, go ham on this beat, hoe Everybody clap your hands, go ham on this beat, hoe Everybody clap your hands, go ham on this beat, hoe Everybody clap your hands, go ham on this beat I really talk to the demons, they in my soul I gotta hooch man, I'm Fiending, I'm trynna let go I really came out the cement, doing these shows I know that you wanna peep this, you copy my flow