Yo, y'all been sleepin' on the trap rap game
But we back, we back, and we ain't playing the same
Bass booming beats slappin, and we ain't no gimmick
We the real deal, kings of the rhythm, we stay consistent

Bring it back, bring it back, that trap rap sound
Bring the heat, and make the crowd go wild
From the streets to the club, we light this place up
With our rhymes so slick, you can't take your gaze off

I'd be taking all the bitches but my mind is up in stitches
I got money on my mind but my mind is full of visions
I told you please just listen cause my heart is feeling vicious
Not because I'm tripping, I just have this feeling, and it's vindictive

Got the flow, got the sauce, and we got the vibe
Make the money dance, and we make the haters hide
Ain't no halfway house, we go hard or go home
Trap rap is back in session, y'all watch your tones

Ayo, check it, we the kings of the game
Flow is so sick, we put the haters to shame
Sauce dripping, blunt lit, and the vibes on point
Make the money dance, with the haters lost in the joint
It's not a prison rap no cap and that's a fact
Not a relapse, just playing the game, and I'm on track

Only ever trapping when I'm stuck inside my mind
And I'm wasting time trying to leave all this pain behind
And I should face it cause the past is not a crime
Slowly but surely feeling safe inside my skin this time
Yeah
Bring it back, bring it back, that trap rap sound
Bring the heat, and make the crowd go wild
From the streets to the club, we light this place up
With our rhymes so slick, you can't take your gaze off

Haters gonna hate, but we don't care
We're crushing the game, beyond compare
Trap rap is in session, so y'all beware
We got the flow, the sauce, and the vibe it's too flare.