Lyrics Cross Country - Young Dolph
Cross
country
trapping
Took
me
a
trip
made
my
first
hundred
thousand
Got
me
a
plug
and
that
money
start
piling
Got
that
new
coupe
with
zero
mileage
Farrago
mo
down
and
my
traphouse
styling
I
don't
need
no
motherfucking
stylist
My
young
niggas
wilding
My
motor
growling
I
sent
that
shit
back
to
the
plug
and
told
them
I
don't
want
it
if
it
ain't
the
loudest
(ion
want
it)
All
a
nigga
gotta
do
is
tell
me
where
he
at
with
it,
Ima
come
get
it
and
get
that
shit
back
to
my
own
city
Ima
tax
these
niggas,
I
Ain
showing
no
love
but
I'll
sell
it
to
my
dogs
for
the
low
low
I
make
a
bitch
look
good
Young
nigga
caked
up
I'll
never
ever
fuck
with
a
broke
hoe
What?
Mhm?
Naw
that's
a
no
no
I
made
her
give
me
head
so
long
that
I
sent
the
bitch
back
on
the
U
with
a
sore
throat
Steak
the
steak
eating
steak
getting
cake
Never
trust
a
nigga
if
he
can't
look
you
in
the
face
Yeah
I'm
living
good,
but
only
if
you
knew
what
it
takes
(Hook)
Cross
country
trapping
trapping
trapping
x12
(2)
I
Ain
never
had
shit
so
I
went
and
got
it
One
day
I
might
be
in
the
bay
the
next
day
in
atl
throwing
money
in
follege
Might
pull
up
in
the
rari
I
sell
dope,
that's
my
job,
nigga
this
ain't
no
motherfucking
hobby
I
heard
some
niggas
wanna
rob
me
so
I
turned
up
a
lil
but
more
on
these
fuck
niggas
Ion
give
a
fuck
you
know
how
I
be
Let
a
nigga
try
me
Shit
gonna
get
a
lil
sloppy
When
I
finished
witcho
bitch
she
was
knocked
knees
Remember
I
was
looking
for
a
plug
ran
into
this
bitch
said
her
daddy
got
keys(I'm
straight
shawty)
I
had
Ta
break
it
down
to
the
bitch
I
don't
sell
blow
but
the
price
so
cheap
I
might
as
well
though
Lil
mama
wanna
fuck
you
can
tell
though
But
me
I
don't
give
a
damn
though
Cross
country
trapping
Cross
country
trapping
I
just
got
here
and
did
whatever
i
had
to
do
Ta
make
this
shit
happen
Turn
a
$100
to
a
hundred
thousand
Dope
boy
magic
(Hook)
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