chorus
Look at me, look at me, look at me
Look at me, look at me, look at me now
All of my jewelry cost about a hundred thou'
Fuck all my enemies, never had sympathy
Fergie finna lay 'em down
Sippin' on Hennessy, hoppin' out Bentley
Fuckin' your bitch in the mouth
chorus
Who am I? (Trap Lord), ayy
Look at me, look at me now (Trap Lord)
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now
Look at me, look at me now (Trap Lord)
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now
verse
Fell in love with a stripper
And that is what happened today, ayy
Found that bitch on the Insta'
And that is the fuck what I say, ayy
Told that girl like I finna fly my ass out to LA
Girl actin' like she Alpo, put that cake all in my face
verse
Told his ass I wanna race
All of my niggas got taste
We gon' mosh in the party
Get the fuck outta my way
Thirty got kick like karate
Don't wanna meet the AK (Ayy)
chorus
Look at me, look at me, look at me
Look at me, look at me, look at me now
All of my jewelry cost about a hundred thou'
Fuck all my enemies, never had sympathy
Sippin' on Hennessy, hoppin' out Bentley
Fuckin' your bitch in the mouth
chorus
Who am I? (Trap Lord), ayy
Look at me, look at me now (Trap Lord)
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now
Look at me, look at me now (Trap Lord)
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now
verse
Send a couple niggas to your bando (Bando)
Send them hot rocks through your sandals, ayy
They say I remind them of Rondo (Rondo)
Light his ass up like a candle, ayy
Fuckin' on her like I'm Alejandro
My Dominican bitch is like J.Lo, 'kay
Know a couple nigga with the platanos
Them banana clips will fuck up your day
verse
Pull up to your crib like Domino's
Creepin' on a nigga like Cirque De Soleil
Man, I need my money pronto
I told you time and time ago, I cannot wait
This shit feel like I'm in the Congo
Run through the jungle like every day
Man, I came up on a bando
So take that motherfuckin' look off your face
chorus
Look at me, look at me, look at me
Look at me, look at me, look at me now
All of my jewelry cost about a hundred thou'
Fuck all my enemies, never had sympathy
Sippin' on Hennessy, hoppin' out Bentley
Fuckin' your bitch in the mouth
chorus
Who am I? (Trap Lord), ayy
Look at me, look at me now (Trap Lord)
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now
Look at me, look at me now (Trap Lord)
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now
Writer(s): Paul D. Beauregard, Darold D. Brown, Jordan Michael Houston, Vaquan Lemonte Wilkins