| Lyrics | [Verse 1]
I, I
Run my trap like drive-throughs
Run these racks like Tom Cruise
Money how my mind moves
I, I
Don't got time for hoes dude
Flexed up at my son school
Foreigns in the carpool
I, I
Can not take no picture with ya
I been sipping too much liquor
OG snacks all in my swisher
I, I'm
Known to keep that blicker with me
30 rounds go get a nigga
2 bands let them hitters hit ya
Who, you nigga
I don't know these niggas
Nigga, I don't owe these niggas
Nigga, you ain't from my city
Flagging but you ain't official
Capping bitch, you ain't that nigga
Booda Haze done made it out the West
That's why you hate that nigga
[Chorus}
I, I
Used to trap the day shift
Laughing to the bank bitch
That's a lot of gang shit
I, I
Can not fuck a lame bitch
I can't trust a thing bitch
No top when I lane switch
I, I
Keep that fucking flame lit
I just want the money nigga
You can keep that fame shit
I, I
Used to trap the day shift
Laughing to da bank bitch
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[Verse 2]
You fake like CB4 I call him Gusto
I been on the road counting honchos
Druggy ain't the plug he a custo'
Shawty say these Westside niggas cutthroat
Blew the whole bag at the gun store
He blowing up my jack he need one more
Told him bring the cash to the front door
My youngin' bout to serve him through the window
Where I'm at depends on how the wind blows
My bitch don't Fuck with goofys Laura Winslow
I can't trust these groupies keep my pants up
Fuck that Ferragamo I got K's tucked
Earrings Aquafina and my bars cold
RTD they'll kill you about my barcode
Only answered calls for the elbows
Down in Alabama ducking narcos
[Chorus]
I, I
Used to trap the day shift
Laughing to the bank bitch
That's a lot of gang shit
I, I
Can not Fuck a lame bitch
I can't trust a thing bitch
No top when I lane switch
I, I
Keep that fucking flame lit
I just want the money nigga
You can keep that fame shit
I, I
Used to trap the day shift
Laughing to the bank bitch |
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