[Intro]
(Mommy, India got them beats)
Hahaha, I feel like I should be a Narco or some shit
No cap
Trap god

[Chorus]
Trap god
I feel like a trap god, I done came far
Might swipe a Bentley on my card, bitch, we livin' large
Throw a P like Brent Favre, that's a touchdown
N***a, I know other scorers
Ayy, drug lord
Carolina drug lord, the city on my back
Yeah, I put on for the 4, all I think is, "Racks"
I ain't thinkin' 'bout no whore, no cap in my rap
They know I'm real to the core

[Post-Chorus]
Ayy, bitch, I got them P's if you need some
They say, "Zacc move like a trapper, I think he won"
I be feelin' like a Narco, I own metric tons
I'm protected by my [?], all I see is guns

[Verse]
I can't lie, I came a long, long way
Takin' chances, gettin' them bitches across the state
And if they layin', I'ma fuck and celebrate
Ice up on my Patek, face these chains, make a brighter day
I need racks in my hands, I'ma tryna count up everyday
They don't wanna see you win, they better stay up out the way
I think homie in the pen feel like he throwed his life away
Before he try to hang himself, I hope he try to jump the gate

[Chorus]
Trap god
I feel like a trap god, I done came far
Might swipe a Bentley on my card, bitch, we livin' large
Throw a P like Brent Favre, that's a touchdown
N***a, I know other scorers
Ayy, drug lord
Carolina drug lord, the city on my back
Yeah, I put on for the 4, all I think is, "Racks"
I ain't thinkin' 'bout no whore, no cap in my rap
They know I'm real to the core

[Post-Chorus]
Ayy, bitch, I got them P's if you need some
They say, "Zacc move like a trapper, I think he won"
I be feelin' like a Narco, I own metric tons
I'm protected by my [?], all I see is guns

[Outro]
No cap
Yeah, I got a deal, but I had a deal before the motherfuckin' rap
N***a, I had a deal with the plug
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch, I got them P's if you need some
They say, "Zacc move like a trapper, I think he won"
No cap