(Trap-A-Holics mixtapes)

Alvin, good morning

Yo, I slept for 12 hours straight, I needed it

I'm still tired, now I have like the busiest week ahead

You know what I just noticed, what is so beautiful?

My birthday's on Friday, but when the album comes out

Play at side B, it's basically my birthday midnight

So is-, I'm just so grateful for everything

And then when Plan B hits, with the Julia Lang song

Exactly on my birthday at midnight, it's a blessing

I hope you're good, I hope you got some rest

And thank you for everything again

I had like a very, memorable time

So I did Atlanta for the first time with you

I did Buffalo for the first time with you

You did Paris for the first time, not with me, but I was there

So, let's get the list going

Love you, bye

Me and Julia Lang whippin' 'caine with a hanger (whip)

Sellin' dope like '94, I'm talkin' bakin' with a pager (ah)

Talkin' nice, talkin' hash shit with the same bitch talkin' nice

I'm talkin' George Condo paintings, TEC-10, started sprayin' shit (brr, brr, brr)

(Trap-A-Holics, real trap shit)

Brrr, ayo

Doot, doot, brrr

Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot

(Damn, son, where'd you find this?)

Ayo, my Yeezys lookin' like moon boots (my Yeezys lookin' like moon boots)

My man killed my other man, it's a lose-lose (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Stick swingin', dumpin' out the moon roof

(Skrr, stick swingin', hangin' out the moon roof)

(Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)

Do 'em dirty, eatin' wham-wham and zoom-zooms (Trap-A-Holics)

Yo, me and Julia Lang whippin' 'caine with a hanger (whip)

Sellin' dope like '94, I'm talkin' bakin' with a pager (ah)

Talkin' nice, talkin' hash shit with the same bitch talkin' nice

I'm talkin' George Condo paintings

TEC-10, started sprayin' shit (brr, brr, brr, real trap shit)

Contemplatin' breakin' down a whole, dumpin', divvy loads (ah)

Pillow talk to hoes, I'm up in Neiman's talkin' dope to stoves

Bathing Ape, OVO, Prada buttoned down to my kneecaps

I sold my first square, this shit touched my soul

Listen here, Gianni kitchenware, wrap my bricks in here (ah)

Vision clear, sell a million bricks, I'll be a billionaire (ah)