Trap Doctor (F'd My Leg Up)

[Intro: Larry June] Damn, it's a nice ass day Man, nigga you won't believe what fucking happened nigga I done fucked my leg up nigga Running through all these motherfucking bands, nigga God Damn Shit [Hook: Larry June] Aye, Ouch, Damn I done fucked up my leg God. Running through these bands Damn, Running through these bands Shit, Fucked up my leg Damn. I done fucked up my leg Aye, running through these bands God, running through these bands Damn, I done fucked up my leg [Verse 1: Larry June] I think I need to see a trap doctor Getting head on the helicopter Turned the soft white hard solid Fucked the bitch and I never call her Meet a nigga around nine or ten Hit the blunt then I fired the bitch Larry only rock designer shit Whoop a nigga like Karate Kid Hit my line, I'm by the Coliseum Flexing hard I might buy a gym Red berry, I'm in Hollywood She came through I made her roll a wood [Hook: Larry June] Aye, Ouch, Damn I done fucked up my leg God. Running through these bands Damn, Running through these bands Shit, Fucked up my leg Damn. I done fucked up my leg Aye, running through these bands God, running through these bands Damn, I done fucked up my leg [Verse 2: Larry June] Blowing weed with the high God I'm on my way to Valeo Moon roof got the coupe shining Bust down Presidential Bitch I got a busy schedule Bitch I won a trap gold medal Now I'm flexing super hard Got my old bitch jealous These rap niggas need a cape, all these hoes they be saving I got whole lotta flavor I hit Ed for the taper Hit him from a different angle He never ever seen it coming Man down, still sunny Then I'm back to counting money [Hook: Larry June] Aye, Ouch, Damn I done fucked up my leg God. Running through these bands Damn, Running through these bands Shit, Fucked up my leg Damn. I done fucked up my leg Aye, running through these bands God, running through these bands Damn, I done fucked up my leg