Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Radrien Collier
Songwriter
Josh Montrell
Songwriter
Lyrics
What you know about that one trap
Mike jordan 23 how I make that pack jumpback
Jumpman on a come back
Fenna take these kids to school like i brought my lunch sack
Took a trip to Cali yeah I brought the runtz back
What you want the vlone, pink, white, or the gruntz pack
I hit the road wit dis piece
I might not come back
Dey know imma felon
But i'm everywhere
A gun at
Nah
We ain't chillin
Can you tell me where
The funds at
Went in wit a little
Me and bronem
Gotta bunch back
Yo bitch pussy open
I can't fuck dat
Boy tell me how you trust dat
Im somewhere tryna find out where Da clucks at
3.5 in a wood almost
Blew my lungs back
30 in a glizzy it's gone
Blow his tongue back
Call up lil Rico hit me
Wit a drum pack
Got my legs on swole cause my Pockets dumb phat
Nigga hit my wood
He don't know where
His lungs at
Sipping on some drank
I don't know where my tongue at
I hit da road and get to slapping
I won't be too quick to run back
Dis piece from arizona
Bitch i'm talking where da suns at
What you know bout
Hitting the road
Tryna get another load and
I get em for the low
All these bitches gettin sold
We ballin summertime
Cuz we grinding when it's cold
Trust my niggas like my money
Hope them niggas don't fold
Remember shooting my shot at
Bitches dey ain't go kuz i was broke
I just finished rolling up
Dis blunt finna take my soul
Ran it up a couple times
It ain't never took us long
I need a couple honey buns
To get a song
Day after day I'm making
Play after play
Keep my ahead above the clouds
Tryna stay out the way
Told em follow right behind like the K after J
If they step in the way we shooting
K after k
Writer(s): Radrien Collier
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