D. Savage and Lil Gnar - Stick n the Trunk
(Earl on the beat)Stick in the trunk (ayy)
I got a stick in the trunk (ayy, ayy)
Ride wit' a pump (ayy)
Came wit' a shotty, I ride wit' a pump (ayy, ayy)
Say that it's up (ayy)
I call my hittas, and we pullin' up (ayy, ayy)
I get 'em jumped (ayy)
Hang with the opps and then you gettin' stomped
We ain't lackin', bitch, what do you mean? (yeah, I ride wit' a stick)
Every one of my niggas on go (yeah, I ride wit' a pump)
I spent ten thousand just sippin' on lean (yeah, I ride wit' a stick)
Smokin' weed, gettin' head, uh (yeah, I ride wit' a pump)
Ridin' 'round, gettin' bread
Still runnin' from the feds
Don't care what you say
'Cause we're still gettin' paid (dig?)
No, I don't care what you say
All of my niggas, they ride with the lead
You talkin' shit, we gon' slide like a sled
I got a Glock and you painted it red
Got your bitch in the bed
She givin' me head
Finna bust on her leg (dig?)
Chanel and Amiri my body
Slide through the projects and dap on my partners (skrrt)
Free all the guys, man, I got 'em, I promise
Please do not test me, you don't want these problems
Off-White from Virgil, I don't gotta copy
Call up some thotties and tell 'em give toppy
Smokin' on gas and it smell like a moshpit
Double-R truck like I'm drivin' a tractor
Stick in the trunk (ayy)
I got a stick in the trunk (ayy, ayy)
Ride wit' a pump (ayy)
Came wit' a shotty, I ride wit' a pump (ayy, ayy)
Say that it's up (ayy)
I call my hittas, and we pullin' up (ayy, ayy)
I get 'em jumped (ayy)
Hang with the opps and then you gettin' stomped
We ain't lackin', bitch, what do you mean? (yeah, I ride wit' a stick)
Every one of my niggas on go (yeah, I ride wit' a pump)
I spent ten thousand just sippin' on lean (yeah, I ride wit' a stick)
Smokin' weed, gettin' head, uh (yeah, I ride wit' a pump)
Ridin' 'round, gettin' bread
Still runnin' from the feds
Don't care what you say
'Cause we're still gettin' paid
I get it turnt up, I get it lit
Time to go brazy, I'm poppin' my shit (poppin' my shit)
Walk down gang, I'ma bust off the rip (bust off the-, yeah)
I want hundreds and millions, that's it
I hit up Metro and order a zip
She suckin' dick in the back of the whip
Get in that pussy, I'm lovin' that grip
These hoes want dick and some money, that's it
Got hoes and bows and I'm countin' bricks
I beat up the pot when I'm twerkin' my wrist
Flex so hard, got shit on a bitch (shit on that bitch)
I'm so raw, they feelin' this shit (they feelin' my shit)
I got your opp and I'm makin' him strip
If she a groupie, I'm sellin' yo' bitch
Servin' that dog, ridin' round wit' that Pit
Wonderin' why got a chop in my life
Ah-ah
Stick in the trunk (ayy)
I got a stick in the trunk (ayy, ayy)
Ride wit' a pump (ayy)
Came wit' a shotty, I ride wit' a pump (ayy, ayy)
Say that it's up (ayy)
I call my hittas, and we pullin' up (ayy, ayy)
I get 'em jumped (ayy)
Hang with the opps and then you gettin' stomped
We ain't lackin', bitch, what do you mean? (yeah, I ride wit' a stick)
Every one of my niggas on go (yeah, I ride wit' a pump)
I spent ten thousand just sippin' on lean (yeah, I ride wit' a stick)
Smokin' weed, gettin' head, uh (yeah, I ride wit' a pump)
Ridin' 'round, gettin' bread
Still runnin' from the feds
Don't care what you say
'Cause we're still gettin' paid
"Excuse me, um, what, what set are you repping?
"Sorry"
"what set are you repping?"
"I'm not repping any set"
"Well, you're wearing a bandana so I would assume that you'd be repping a set
"Oh, no, I just like bandana"
"Next time you wear that shit on my turf you better come with something
'Cause you don't know shit about the street life"
Written by:
Dylan McCord, Caleb Sheppard
Publisher:
Lyrics © JN MEDIA MUSIC PUBLISHING, EMPIRE PUBLISHING
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