Part I: pink

[Intro]
(Trapaholic)
Roll up, I need more high (more high)
Roll up, I need- (What?)
Cash my check it's on my- (on my)
Count my money (Oh yeah)
Money
Money
Money
Money
Money
Money
Money (what?)
Money
Lay up, Re up, count my deads (count my-)
Spin his block, that boy turn fed (boy turn fed)

[Verse 1]
I done filled my glass with pink
Every touchdown my whip pink
My ho- (Trapaholic)
My ho don't rock fake mink
Heard his whip was candy paint
I'm locked in, wanna go in
I told my boy to wait
I told my boy “have patience” (have patience)
Girl I bought so much it makes sense
[?] makes sense (make sense)
Like Curry, LeBron I'm an OG
I'm spinning his ass in the-
I'm spinning bitchass on the weekend
I'm spinning his ass on a freak
N***a what? N***a me
Bitch I’m trynna pop out with my freak
Nails did, Iit got ten
Lips Pink Pussy Pink
I talk Pink, Pussy Pink (oh yeah)
I talk Pink, Pussy Pink (damn)
I talk Pink
[Verse 2]
(Trapaholic Bitch)
(Trapaholic)
Man, I'm that bitch, you fuck n***as slow
Peep my ho
Peep my play
Bitch n***a we ain’t been through though
Bitch I'm in CC yeah bitch and I ain’t even know (Bitch I ain’t even know)
I’ve been punched since a jit bitch, since an island ho
N***a wanna talk shit on X
You should check your ho (check your ho)
She walk barefoot in the hotel
These porcelain floors
Me and your ho got our nails did, and the bitch paid for both
In the black truck smoking loud

[Outro]
(Trapaholic)
She know she bad and that's okay (she know she bad)
She know she bad and that’s okay
She know she bad and that’s okay
I scam, she scam, we scam
We get paid, either way I'm petty
I pop pink and this bitch she pop pink
This bitch want a raise
(Trapaholic, that bitch, yeah, that bitch)
I pop pink and this ho she pop pink (that bitch)
This bitch want a raise
Part II: strap

[Verse 1]
(Trapaholic, Bitch, what?)
Call me 855 baby
Strapped up like a navy seal (oh ah)
You won't, but it ring but it ring (won’t)
So I set it up (set it up, uh)
Mama, I just took him up for tryna touch it (tryna play)
Mama he still worried bout my bitch my necklace (oh yeah, woah)
I talk to my aunt to up the score 'bout my bitch
My heart no romantic and I'm off the molly

[Chorus]
My strap go bang
Her strap go wop
The strap go—
“Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh” (Trapaholic)
Times have changed
You know my vibe
Girl if you thought I lied
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 2]
I wanna get down with you (yeah)
You said that I won’t with you
You’s a bot n***a, talking shit, but I’m with you, bitch I can’t lose (Trapaholic)
Backwoods smoking 5
I count big bankroll
She know why they call me demon
Keep this on my ho
I still walk you back home, she see where I’m trynna go (Trapaholic, Bitch)
[Chorus]
My strap go bang
Her strap go wop
“Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh” (Trapaholic)
Times have changed
You know my vibe
Girl if you thought I lied
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh