FrenchToastFreestyle (ft. $teven Cannon)

FrenchToastFreestyle
Fuckin' barred out
What the f***?
Shit
Trappin', trappin', ayy
Yeah, ayy, yuh
Trappin' with bands, trappin' with bands
I make them bands, I make them bands
I make them Xans, I make them Xans
I trap with bands, I trap with bands
I make them Xans, ayy, ayy
I make them bands, ayy, ayy
I seen your girl, she was a fan, ayy
Yo, trappin', trappin', trappin', ayy, yeah
Trappin', trappin', trappin', yeah, ayy
Trappin,' trappin' with the bands
Trappin', trappin' in the Benz
Pull up .40 with the feds
I got problems with the feds
Trappin', trappin', trappin' with the bands, ayy
Trappin', trappin', trappin' with the bands, ayy
I got lots of fans, ayy
I got hella bands, ayy
I been doing shit, ayy
Thought y'all knew this shit

Ayo, trappin', I ran out of Xans
Need to sign off on a Benz
I could hold ice in my hands
Jiggy ni***, think a ni*** can dance
I don't got no rapper friends
Wet up the block for some Balmain pants
Ice blindin', you can't see my damn hands
Niggas lurkin', I can murk on your mans
Shawty called me for the 50 plaque
Blue i8, shit, think I'm rentin' that
Stovetop like the chimney hat
All I do is rap, $teve send me packs
I ain't gon' lie I ain't trapped in a month
Uber everywhere, only ride in the trunk
Fishtail on the whip got scales like a bitch
Lowgang, I put a rail in your bitch
Tryna go hard on my bitches like Sasha
I ain't got patience, no time for a doctor
Callin' me daddy be $teve ain't her father
Car is so nice, engine sing like a opera
Trappin', I ran out of Xans
40/40, shoot a ni*** for Xans
Shawty ugly but she fuckin' my mans
Loose Cannon with my ni*** Lil Xan

Trappin' with bands, trappin' with bands
I make them bands, I make them bands
I make them Xans, I make them Xans
I trap with bands, I trap with bands
I make them Xans, ayy, ayy
I make them bands, ayy, ayy
I seen your girl, she was a fan
Ayy, trappin', I ran out of Xans
Need to sign off on a Benz
Trappin', I ran into Xans
Need to supply all the Xans, ayy
Trappin', I ran out of Xans
Trappin', I ran out of Xans
Trappin', I ran out of Xans
Need to sign off on a Benz, ayy
Can't fit this band in my pants, ayy
Niggas be tweakin' off Xans, ayy
They'll take more than you can, ayy
How you gon' go get that Lamb?
Kill that bitch, I kill that bitch
All these drugs, don't feel no shit
In the kitchen whippin' shit
And then I fuckin' flip your bitch
Black and white diamonds the clan
Mazaradi mister man with a plan
Off the Xan, I couldn't even fuckin' stand
Pocket rocket leave a ni*** in there layin'

Man, this dude $teven pourin' lean on his pancakes
What the f***?