Trayce Chapman - Exotic Trayce Prod. By LitboiCartier Lyrics

All my old hoes they like Trayce you done changed
Whole lotta flights drop shit new things
Blowing big crop swisher full of Lou kang
Bitch im taking off I aint talking BOONK GANG
We the underdogs we been chewing at the gate
Digging through the mud we just tryna get a plate
Came up with a play then I made myself a great
Kobe with the pen now im rocking number 8
Bitch I'm big time mannie fresh in gator boots
How you gon complain and you aint try to make a move?
All my old hoes say I'm jaded acting rude
I tell em when I see em they just gotta pay they dues
Came up 10 fold co-signs no sirs
Got me f*cked up I did my own f*cking work
Kept It coming in like the 15th and the 1st
And now im selling out and saucing out in different furs
Im exotic Trayce hello hi how you been?
Push exotic whips put canary on the benz
Went and told my momma I'd be famous with my friends
Now im exotic Trayce and I pull numbers cuz Im him

And when the sun goes down
Heroes eventually die
Horoscopes, often lie
Get caught up in the cycle tryna find myself a rise
And I see pictures kinda different fishes swimming in the sky
Exotic Visions living a life of shuck and jiving hitting licks
But if you peep me in a year its Yamaguchi on my wrist
Exotic Trayce
Almost had to cop a bandage for my wrist
Plus the chevy Tropicana I did fancier than this

If you knew that you wouldn't do that bro bro that's a clique bitch
Do a feature make appearance you know that's a quick flip
All these colors ride Porsche like she wanna ride dick
Trayce live behind his bars like he came here from the PEN
I do numbers I aint sposta do and shoutout to my fans
I need rollies for my potnas cuz they got me till the end
Im just blowing on exotic pack and keep it coming in
Know im failing as an artist if I end up here again yeah
She on new drugs, new city new her
She on instagram yellow diamonds with the fur
She exotic Suzy she on cocaina birds
See I'm ice mouth now its diamonds on my words
Im so f*ckin geechi know you gotta pay me checks
Before I hit the venue bet I pull up and collect
One day so exotic I just knew I had next
And now Im courtside I can see these niggas sweat

And when the sun goes down
Heroes eventually die
Horoscopes, often lie
Get caught up in the cycle tryna find myself a rise
And I see pictures kinda different fishes swimming in the sky
Exotic Visions living a life of shuck and jiving hitting licks
But if you peep me in a year its Yamaguchi on my wrist
Exotic Trayce
Almost had to cop a bandage for my wrist
Plus the chevy Tropicana I did fancier than this