Ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to the cruise control mixtape
My name is Traphik, Let's go
I'm that dude you shake your head at
Cause you're mad at my accomplishments
Call me cocky cause you lacking with the confidence
Nice on everything i'm like your favourite condiment
Pretty motherfucker
They should put me on a monument
Pass me a fat ass with some cocoa butter
And after i smash that i'll take photos of her
The fans on YouTube always asking for new vids
So i made a sextape and uploaded it to YouJizz
I bust the pussy open like a house with no doors
Addicted to my lines, i'm callin' them coke whores
Sending chills down your spine
Like walking on cold floors
You scared to show your face
Like you just got a cold sore
So why you mad like you stubbed your toe, skippin?
Cause my flow so cold they got your hoe nippin'
Cause you lacking soul, like dinner with no chicken
When i'm next to a mic, i stay winnin' no pippin'
The Treacherous streetlights
Call for the blinders
Glaring the dark side of
The rule of supply and demand
I'll never be street wise
But signs of the times i know
Will reveal themselvs in beastly shapes
The kiddies love me cause i'm funny
And i'm a rapping asian
I show them how to get the bunnies
And my swag's amazing
You hating?
What can i say man, i'm glad you made it
Try and get ahead and you will get decapitated
Find me on the street
I'm that dude that's walking funny
Dicksword from fucking, and a pocket full of money
I got enough to share,
Cause my days are always sunny
But i get grizzly like a bear
If you put hands upon my honey
So fall back, like a blessed you in the church
Cause looking this good
Is both a blessing and a curse
So many wanna rap
But not impressive with the words
What you really need to do
Is take some lessons and rehearse
So you can eat shit, dip it in shit sauce
I'm pissing on you lames
And it's getting me pissed of
I'll brake your navigation and tell you to get lost
I come harder than a dick
And you chop your girl's tits off
The Treacherous streetlights
Call for the blinders
Glaring the dark side of
The rule of supply and demand
I'll never be street wise
But signs of the times i know
Will reveal themselvs in beastly shapes