HeyDatsTrez - Thru Traffic текст песни

Текст песни Thru Traffic - HeyDatsTrez




Aye, Go
Ridin' it too fast almost strike out the engine
Rack after the rack I won't miss not a penny
My bitch so back get Chaneli and Marni
Whenever she want it she know I'ma send it
Ride it through traffic the semi be on me
Cause I know some boy want me gone in the city
We pushin' foreigns 200 or more I came a long way used to drive in the civic
Wild body whip ain't no way you could park it
We gon' send shots boy don't play with the mafia
Stay sippin' syrup I can't wait till the mornin
Won't do a show we can't bring in a chopper
I got this ho wanna meet me she ready, I'm ready but I know the medi's be callin
She wanna eat up the kid it's okay I'ma let her but know I can't stay till the mornin
Give a fuck about the hip-hop, I'm the type nigga pull up let the sticks fly
Pockets so fat eating good like a rich guy, GLE truck on the road I'm on Big Time Rush
I pay the price of the birds just to get this shit off got me feelin' like Elon Musk
I tell a ho hit the road with a packs if she love me and still don't get no trust
I got a whole lotta racks in it black out the Benz on the road like I'm Batman
Nigga be hoes get a exposed for that cap shit Double R-Rolls chasin' ghost like I'm Pacman
Double R-Rolls chasin' ghost like I'm uh, switch up the whips at the top of the year
Yeah, Ayy, Ayy
Said that she love me, I know she gon' drive all the packages, don't gotta ship uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, yo
Said that she love me, I know she gon' drive all the packages, don't gotta uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, yo
Said that she love me, I know she gon' drive all the, uh, uh
Aye, Go
Ridin' it too fast almost strike out the engine
Rack after the rack I won't miss not a penny
My bitch so back get Chaneli and Marni
Whenever she want it she know I'ma send it
Ride it through traffic the semi be on me
Cause I know some boy want me gone in the city
We pushin' foreigns 200 or more I came a long way used to drive in the civic
Wild body whip ain't no way you could park it
We gon' send shots boy don't play with the mafia
Stay sippin' syrup I can't wait till the mornin
Won't do a show we can't bring in a chopper
I got this ho wanna meet me she ready, I'm ready but I know the medi's be callin
She wanna eat up the kid it's okay I'ma let her but know I can't stay till the mornin'



Авторы: Diondre Tucker


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