skipondabeat & redda - trunk lyrics
[intro]
ah (yeah), yeah, yeah
mhm, mhm+mhm, mhm
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
yeah (yes)
[verse 1]
too much money on me (yeah), too many hoes on me
i’m sippin’ red, no green, too many fours in me
i’m puttin’ the beat on bleedin’ (yeah), they don’t go like me (yeah)
back in the jet, back in the h+llcat, back in the trackhawk jeep (mhm)
she suckin’ me up, she do it right, yeah, lil’ b+tch know how to f+ck (yeah)
you runnin’ out of ’em bucks (yeah), you runnin’ out of that luck (mhm)
i want a ‘wood, i’m in the woods smokin’ on big ass trunk (mhm)
i went to lv, i just bought me a big ass motherf+ckin’ trunk (mhm)
[verse 2]
sippin’ that drank, sippin’ that paint, that sh+t really got me so drunk (yeah)
you’re in the train, i’m in the benz, i’m back in the big body truck (mhm)
that boy a lame, he talkin’ sh+t, but lil’ redda, he don’t give a f+ck (yeah)
you know we havin’ that bread, them bucks, she wan’ bite like a bug (mhm)
on that jet with your b+tch (mhm), on that jet, on that stick (mhm)
and we havin’ them guns (yeah), and we havin’ them bl!cks (huh)
i got a bbl b+tch on my d+ck, yeah, that lil’ b+tch so d+mn thick (mhm)
he saw the racks, thought he got more money than me, boy thought that was it (yeah)
[verse 1]
too much money on me (yeah), too many hoes on me
i’m sippin’ red, no green, too many fours in me
i’m puttin’ the beat on bleedin’ (yeah), they don’t go like me (yeah)
back in the jet, back in the h+llcat, back in the trackhawk jeep (mhm)
she suckin’ me up, she do it right, yeah, lil’ b+tch know how to f+ck (yeah)
you runnin’ out of ’em bucks (yeah), you runnin’ out of that luck (mhm)
i want a ‘wood, i’m in the woods smokin’ on big ass trunk (mhm)
i went to lv, i just bought me a big ass motherf+ckin’ trunk (mhm)
[verse 2]
sippin’ that drank, sippin’ that paint, that sh+t really got me so drunk (yeah)
you’re in the train, i’m in the benz, i’m back in the big body truck (mhm)
that boy a lame, he talkin’ sh+t, but lil’ redda, he don’t give a f+ck (yeah)
you know we havin’ that bread, them bucks, she wan’ bite like a bug (mhm)
on that jet with your b+tch (mhm), on that jet, on that stick (mhm)
and we havin’ them guns (yeah), and we havin’ them bl!cks (huh)
i got a bbl b+tch on my d+ck, yeah, that lil’ b+tch so d+mn thick (mhm)
he saw the racks, thought he got more money than me, boy thought that was it (yeah)
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