Super by TRAP$TARLORDI Lyrics
Verse 1:
Uhm yeah
Trapstarlordi on my super shit
I got it, got it man I'm too equipped
They still asking
"Man, how you do this shit?" (How you do that shit?)
Just hit after hit, bro I never miss
I gotta go hard till they can't resist
I filled up their bladders
They getting pissed
I gotta make, gotta take this risk
And tell my fears "well fuck you then"
And never flinch
Super Trapstarlordi Lordi, Lordi
Lordi, Lordi, Lordi
You can't fuck with my brodies
I'll give you heaven-hell
If you thinking that you're holy
Man just please listen closely
You'll notice none of these whack niggas
Can ignore me
Cause I do the most, g
I just spit my life in my room and I tell em
Record me (gang)
Man, I write and spit like everyday
Sbuda, I promise we'll see better days
God stick with us and we never pray
Don't give me beats without 808s
You know, you know that I love that bass
This is my year, I ain't here to play
I came to take food out your fuckin' plate
Cause I've never felt this motivated
Yeah, it's on now man I'm too activated
People telling me that
We're really gon' make it
Look at these haters
They feeling frustrated, devastated
With all the moves I've created
Gotta show them that I'm too dedicated
Chorus:
Super Trapstarlordi lordi (what?)
Super Trapstarlordi lordi (yeah)
Super Trapstarlordi lordi (what?)
Super Trapstarlordi lordi (uhm yeah)
Verse 2:
Just look at the mess I done fuckin' made
I got the juice like damn Minute Maid
This some fire you can't extinguish (yeah)
I've worked it out, I'm the fittest (yeah)
I've always believed I'm the sickest (yeah)
Now I can feel all the symptoms (yeah)
Uhm, to all my damn haters (yeah)
You can just suck on this dinick (woo)
Need more supporters and then some (why?)
Cause I bring fresh air to your ear drums
You know that I turn any gangsta to Rev Run
And still you can't never ever fuck with my day ones
Keep your exposure, I want the damn income
And add it, plus and plus like addition
Bars after bars like a prison
Don't get me started like ignitions
(Wait what?)
I do not wanna know your name
I just wanna check out your jaw game
Rock Tommy, just keep your damn Balmains
Nobody fuckin' with me
GK, GK runs the east
They say more money, more problems
Well you niggas should be relieved
These lyrics keep coming so naturally
(Oh man so naturally)
Man I swear, I swear like profanity
If you ever mess with my family
.30 .30 shoot with accuracy (rraaah)
Turn your nightmare to reality
And I do it single-handedly
You need to stop thinking you're higher than me
Cause I hold this shit down like damn gravity
I'm a super savage
Back up at it like I came from other planets
Turned a hobby to a motherfucking habit
Want a challenge? Man I'll burn you like some acid
This AKA got me feelin' like the baddest
Check the status, check the scales
I'm so balanced
With all this talent and the hours put in practice
So, I'm killin' killin' , just bring out the caskets
Just do damage Lordi show me you ain't average
Lordi Lordi, show em you ain't stagnant
Trapstarlordi, show em you the greatest
I can feel the love and all the hatred
Looks like we gon' make it (woo)
End
Uhm yeah
Trapstarlordi on my super shit
I got it, got it man I'm too equipped
They still asking
"Man, how you do this shit?" (How you do that shit?)
Just hit after hit, bro I never miss
I gotta go hard till they can't resist
I filled up their bladders
They getting pissed
I gotta make, gotta take this risk
And tell my fears "well fuck you then"
And never flinch
Super Trapstarlordi Lordi, Lordi
Lordi, Lordi, Lordi
You can't fuck with my brodies
I'll give you heaven-hell
If you thinking that you're holy
Man just please listen closely
You'll notice none of these whack niggas
Can ignore me
Cause I do the most, g
I just spit my life in my room and I tell em
Record me (gang)
Man, I write and spit like everyday
Sbuda, I promise we'll see better days
God stick with us and we never pray
Don't give me beats without 808s
You know, you know that I love that bass
This is my year, I ain't here to play
I came to take food out your fuckin' plate
Cause I've never felt this motivated
Yeah, it's on now man I'm too activated
People telling me that
We're really gon' make it
Look at these haters
They feeling frustrated, devastated
With all the moves I've created
Gotta show them that I'm too dedicated
Chorus:
Super Trapstarlordi lordi (what?)
Super Trapstarlordi lordi (yeah)
Super Trapstarlordi lordi (what?)
Super Trapstarlordi lordi (uhm yeah)
Verse 2:
Just look at the mess I done fuckin' made
I got the juice like damn Minute Maid
This some fire you can't extinguish (yeah)
I've worked it out, I'm the fittest (yeah)
I've always believed I'm the sickest (yeah)
Now I can feel all the symptoms (yeah)
Uhm, to all my damn haters (yeah)
You can just suck on this dinick (woo)
Need more supporters and then some (why?)
Cause I bring fresh air to your ear drums
You know that I turn any gangsta to Rev Run
And still you can't never ever fuck with my day ones
Keep your exposure, I want the damn income
And add it, plus and plus like addition
Bars after bars like a prison
Don't get me started like ignitions
(Wait what?)
I do not wanna know your name
I just wanna check out your jaw game
Rock Tommy, just keep your damn Balmains
Nobody fuckin' with me
GK, GK runs the east
They say more money, more problems
Well you niggas should be relieved
These lyrics keep coming so naturally
(Oh man so naturally)
Man I swear, I swear like profanity
If you ever mess with my family
.30 .30 shoot with accuracy (rraaah)
Turn your nightmare to reality
And I do it single-handedly
You need to stop thinking you're higher than me
Cause I hold this shit down like damn gravity
I'm a super savage
Back up at it like I came from other planets
Turned a hobby to a motherfucking habit
Want a challenge? Man I'll burn you like some acid
This AKA got me feelin' like the baddest
Check the status, check the scales
I'm so balanced
With all this talent and the hours put in practice
So, I'm killin' killin' , just bring out the caskets
Just do damage Lordi show me you ain't average
Lordi Lordi, show em you ain't stagnant
Trapstarlordi, show em you the greatest
I can feel the love and all the hatred
Looks like we gon' make it (woo)
End