LYRIC

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Im riding down the interstate trunk full of drugs
You a dumb mother fucker if you didn’t know whats up
Don’t worry bout the wait you fucking with the plug
I don’t care if they hate man they know I came up

Interstate trunk full of drugs yea

Im riding down the interstate trunk full of drugs
You a dumb mother fucker if you didn’t know whats up
Don’t worry bout the wait you fucking with the plug
I don’t care if they hate man they know I came up
Im riding down the interstate trunk full of drugs
You a dumb mother fucker if you didn’t know whats up
Don’t worry bout the wait you fucking with the plug
I don’t care if they hate man they know I came up

Couple freezers full of bos I come up off trash
I got any kind of drug if you talking bout cash
If you talking bout killing then you need to wear a mask
I can get a lambo and we can do the dash
Ol girl wanna f*ck cause she heard Im selling packs
Im a pedigree and Im turned up to the max
All these bitches dead to me they fucking in the past
I been getting money man so you ain’t gotta ask
I got a master card with alot of stacks on it
They talking bout money man but they don’t even want it
I got a pill hit hard time released Im rolling
I got that A 1 and it smells something potent
Pot so hot man that I can barely hold it
Knot so big dog that I can’t even fold it
I ain’t leaving with no ones I ain’t talking Ima show it
I been the fucking man dog and they don’t even know it

Im riding down the interstate trunk full of drugs
You a dumb mother fucker if you didn’t know whats up
Don’t worry bout the wait you fucking with the plug
I don’t care if they hate man they know I came up
Im riding down the interstate trunk full of drugs
You a dumb mother fucker if you didn’t know whats up
Don’t worry bout the wait you fucking with the plug
I don’t care if they hate man they know I came up
Im riding down the interstate trunk full of drugs
You a dumb mother fucker if you didn’t know whats up
Don’t worry bout the wait you fucking with the plug
I don’t care if they hate man they know I came up
Im riding down the interstate trunk full of drugs
You a dumb mother fucker if you didn’t know whats up
Don’t worry bout the wait you fucking with the plug
I don’t care if they hate man they know I came up

Im on a level you ain’t fucking with when Im out with my people
better believe we fucked up we come equipped
Im ready to take the game over and you gone know T rip
You ain’t ready for torcher or pain I came to the game
And I ain’t leaving without you yelling my name
Im hungry like a family in ukraine begging for change
Im proper Im hotter than water bitch and you ain’t
Im like a drug Im addicted the minute they write in the flame
With out shit to do they pitiful We don’t f*ck with you
like a job to do a criminal I wake up late with the urge
to take the player hate but you ain’t original
Knowing Im great the machine Im repping my team
for the color green ain’t no in between Im like a fiend
They way I take what I need I creep on the come up
shot out to B O N E to get too G we rocking with harmony
Every punch out the lime hit the weed you can barely breath

Im ringing Im riding down the interstate trunk full of drugs
You a dumb mother fucker if you didn’t know whats up
Don’t worry bout the wait you fucking with the plug
I don’t care if they hate man they know I came up
Im riding down the interstate trunk full of drugs
You a dumb mother fucker if you didn’t know whats up
Don’t worry bout the wait you fucking with the plug
I don’t care if they hate man they know I came up

Yall niggas TV it ain’t no love in Hip Hop
500 roxies what I need in my wrist watch
I only f*ck with A1 you niggas is re rock
From day 1 I had shit fitness to tip top
Nigga pay me cash or pay me in half moons
I know a couple killas and they work every half moon
Money was the station mother fucker I stay tuned
Niggas get to hating and them guns they go boom
Silly lil niggas always talking that turn up
I got a couple states and some bass on turn up
I stay doing turn arounds with niggas that earnest
A split to a nine split the shit out a Vernors
Word on the streets maserati he be going
The El hefe for all the titles I be holding
My vision to the sky and from here see no end
Playing with a nigga its a game of no win

yea you niggas got no wind nigga

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  1. Chaya

    October 17, 2021 at 7:35 pm

    The pain of any soul is not less than your pain.

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