Lyrics Cahoots - Trabajarie

Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh
Swinging that stick
Swinging that stick
Swinging that stick
Swinging that stick
Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh
Swinging that stick
Swinging that stick
Swinging that stick
Swinging that stick
I trap on the block wit a fye
A 30 round drum I put it directly inside of yo eye
I slide on a opp somebody going die
The money come in it multiply
I'm swervin the lane in a Bentley coupe
That's probably why i am ahead of you
She a big headed bitch just like Betty Boop
Laying up wit yo hoe we was in cahoots

Wake up wake up young nigga gotta get up get the cake up
Caught a lil play just to make a lil paper
Lil shawty give brain while we on the escalator
Hater, hater
Yeen wanna see a nigga get a lil paper
We the real robbers coming like raiders
Shoot off yo face to a mash potato
Yeah, FN make him spin
We was in a dirty benz riding without no vin
That 6 shot in the trunk issa pump we finna go in
And this gas that I'm smoking on is always gonna be him
I'm off all these drugs I just might pass out
Young niggas out here lost on his path like hansel and gretel
Ain't no tellin what he be on
And my drake finna sing a song
FN pull it outta my draws
If you not wit a nigga you wrong
And the bong hit Cheech and Chong

Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh
Swinging that stick
Swinging that stick
Swinging that stick
Swinging that stick
Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh
Swinging that stick
Swinging that stick
Swinging that stick
Swinging that stick
I trap on the block wit a fye
A 30 round drum I put it directly inside of yo eye
I slide on a opp somebody going die
The money come in it multiply
I'm swerving the lane in a Bentley coupe
That's probably why i am ahead of you
She a big headed bitch just like Betty Boop
Laying up wit yo hoe we was in cahoots

Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh,UH
Slip of the lips and I'm grabbin the pump
If you jump in then yo ass might get stomped
Nigga be calling my phone what you want
I'm out in traffic in motion I'm going
Dis bitch she got them big titties they shown
Ride wit extension you know them boys blown
Dese niggas ah
Dese niggas hoe
Dese niggas tripping gay on the low
Why would you say cause them jakes on the road
Can't ride wit snakes cause they stay gonna fold
Dese bitches stay tryna play on my phone
I'm on a date tryna play wit her bow
If dese niggas play then I play wit that pole
Imma play wit yo soul lil bitch
You know how i roll lil bitch
I roll wit sum soldiers on go lil bitch
I be in the zone lil bitch
Where niggas turn bodies to stone lil bitch
Nobody going know lil bitch
As soon as your body turn cold lil bitch
You know the case closed lil bitch
Feel like my wrist in my Rolls lil bitch

Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh
Swinging that stick
Swinging that stick
Swinging that stick
Swinging that stick
Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh
Swinging that stick
Swinging that stick
Swinging that stick
Swinging that stick
I trap on the block wit a fye
A 30 round drum I put it directly inside of yo eye
I slide on a opp somebody going die
The money come in it multiply
I'm swerving the lane in a Bentley coupe
That's probably why i am ahead of you
She a big headed bitch just like Betty Boop
Laying up wit yo hoe we was in cahoots