Trapavel - I Do This Lyrics

Okay, ok, ok, hahahah,
Heard yall was talking
Like I ain't do this shit,
Say something, alright, cmon
Staxx, let me get em, Staxx,
Let me get em
Im dedicated every second
To these verses I rap on
World on my shoulders like atlas
I got the map on it feel like boulders
Hearts getting colder
Ima certified soldier
Flipping these bags like
I flip motta Rollas (yeah)
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder (yeah)
Homie i told ya
Don't ever f*ck with me
I gotta say this here sensibly
Incredibly you ain't shit to me (nah)
Get from next to me
Niggaz tryna get one over me (one over me)
It's f*ckin over G (over g)
If you ever try step to me
Lil nigga it's game over see
Pass the controller
I'm finna fold ya
Flip ya like a quarter
I am someone that put that work in
So I be earning
I also be burning this medical Need them decimals
I spitfire
I Set lyrical trip wires
Critical Headshots disguised thru hip fire
My Pen never jam
It Never misfire
Rap game spammed,
Push buttons to get started
Lyrical assassination every single target
Seeing who they sit by
Whole circle garbage (huh?)
F*ck is up? (Up)
I Get a whole pound buss it up
Go head trap muscle up
Go head trap double up
Tell em niggas toughen up
Tell em niggas buckle up
Tell em niggas huddle up
Is you f*ckin dumb or what
Runtz made me bungee jump
She Askin for my honey nut while
Im busy on a money hunt
For dat cheese and crust like Pizza Hut
It's a must I got it out the f*ckin mud
If you don't f*ck with us
Then use a muthaf*ckin dub
You get washed up just like a f*cking rug
You get fired up just like some drugs
You get stepped on just like some bugs
While I got a bad one waiting for me in the tub
You already know wassup
I hit that in clutch
Like Dame and Gianni's yes
I need all my bucks
Yes I need all my stuff
You don't know the cloth
I'm cut
You don't know the broads
I touched
You don't know this or that
Or such and such
But I bet you know this much
That I'm to ill at this rap shut
I meant shit shut yo lip (shit)
I really drip I'm really it
I'm really a trip I'm really a hit
I'm really I'm really a misfit
On a quick trip
Flow so wicked
Flow so crooked
Flow so vicious
Different
Spittin bars while snickerin
In an out of cars deliverin
Back and forth from mars
Hoverin shuttlin
With stars above Me
But this ain't a cullinan
Only a few can call
Me by government
She American
But her body southerin
We spent the whole 24 hours
Like Kiefer Sutherland
She left me wit a cheesy grin
I kept the money coming in (Aye)
Im in beastmode (aye)
I spit torpedos (aye) need dem c notes Denote denominations (aye)
You know im the bomb, (aye)
When the detonation.
Blow the place up walk away unscathed (scathed, aye)
Ruthless actions got me paid (paid) Shell-shocked from a mile away (shell-shocked from a mile away) aye, aye, Trapavel, Staxx, aye, gone gone