[Intro]
I've been tryin' way too hard to make music
So I'm gonna make a song where I don't try at all
Uh, uh

[Verse 1]
You look like a rat in the trap, trap metal, uh
I don't fuck with that, it's a wrap, wrap, wrap, uh
Oh, you sleep? I'ma let you nap, nap, nap, uh
Pockets gettin' fat in the trap, trap, trap, uh

[Chorus]
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh

[Post-Chorus]
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
I've been in the trap, flippin' packs, grippin' metal, uh
Somewhere in between Jesus Christ and the devil, uh
I've been in the back, like a crack, like a pedal, uh
Bitch, I'll push you back, put the pedal to the metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
[Verse 2]
I've been in the trap, lacin' packs with fentanyl, uh
I've been sellin' meth in the form of Adderall, uh
I don't give a fuck about mortality at all, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
If I see you, you best believe I'ma grip the metal, uh
Run up on your block with the Glock, bodies settle, uh
I've been smokin' gas and it's called new flower petals, uh
I've been smokin' pot, lungs blacker than the kettle, uh

[Chorus]
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh

[Verse 3]
Yo, bro, what you think you're doin' with that strap?
Oh no, bro, if I take it, you can't have it back
You're slow, bro, like a Pokémon I do not catch
I don't go anywhere but where the money at, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
My clothes never raggy and my whip never a rental, uh
I put hella chemicals directly in my mental, uh
Crack up in the baggy, I'ma dog 'em for the kennel, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal
If the iron on my hip hits you, it ain't accidental, uh
Brass knuckles on, puttin' work in on his dental (Alright)
Unless it's with a lady, I am anything but gentle, uh
Hop up on the mare, I feel like Arthur Morgan
Smokin' cigarillos I imported
White suit, white horse, brown boy, imported (Okay, okay)
Wanna live like me? One, two, three, you can't afford it (Oh, yeehaw)
Got the .45 on my hip right where a sword is, motherfucker
I've been with the drip like I'm a porpoise, motherfucker, uh
Whip your phone out and record this
I've been smokin', uh, on some flowers, growin' orchids
I've been in London doing shows, I'm on tour, bitch
I've been pourin' wock in my cup, that's a four, bitch (Yes, sir)
I might even fuck on the backside of your bitch (Quite)
So many sluts on deck, whore storage (Oh yes)
Do not be ungrateful, please, finish up your porridge (Yes)
Of pussy-ass bastards, there's no shortage (No)
I just bought a house in the hills, skipped the mortgage (Yes)
I've been makin' a rap with a trap metal chorus (Oh yes)
[Chorus]
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh

[Post-Chorus]
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh
I've been in the trap-ap, flippin' packs, grippin' met-met—, uh
Somewhere in between Jesus Christ and the de—, uh
I've been in the back, like a crack, like a pe—, uh
Bitch, I'll push you back, put the pedal to the metal, uh
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap metal, uh

[Outro]
And then the beat fades out and you have yourself a song
And, yeah, I know it's not a trap metal song
But you can fuckin' suck my dick