Trunk Ina Front

Kick that bitch out like a punt Tryna hop out a foreign don't walk to the back of the car cause my trunk Ina front I'm with drew brees rocking new saint laurent And I smoke the finest of runtz I let the whole Choppa ring out like a sponge Water my neck like a pond Nigga reach for a chain swear to god then he done We got big 223's like Lebron AR make em a track star watch how he run Keep getting a tan cause these niggas my sons Tryna come get a feature then come with the funds Like Barry my niggas they ain got no bond Say he want smoke better get a new lung He broke with no money some like a bum And I'm with some niggas all they know is red rum Kick that bitch out like a punt Tryna hop out a foreign don't walk to the back of the car cause my trunk Ina front I'm with drew brees rocking new saint laurent And I smoke the finest of runtz I let the whole Choppa ring out like a sponge Water my neck like a pond Nigga reach for a chain swear to god then he done Can't wait to say momma we made it We had shot to the top and said fuck all the haters Give me some time and I'm copping us acres Rocking purple gold diamonds like I'm with the lakers I run up like a fitness gram pacer We walk em down then we shoot like the pacers I make it blizzard cause Juice cause be the glacier Can't fuck these hoes cause most of em basic If leave that bitch it's a problem replacing If that hoe leave me ain't no problem replacing Put a beam on his eye like a surgery lasik Give a fuck if she taken your bitch can get taken Cam Newton they know I'm the one If juice ina game we already won Say I'm having bread like buns Say I'm having bread like buns All these hoes gone watch me like Blu-ray And they know I got next like the blue dots on 2k Like Batman most of these niggas out here they really be two face I done bust down every single thothiana I'm feeling like blueface Catch Ju rocking off white with the shoes his shoelace say shoelace Still fuck with the same old niggas can't fuck with a new face And I got my foot in they mouth ask them how my shoe taste And I got my foot in they mouth ask them how my shoe taste But I get that shit gone like magic Down bad that shit use to be tragic Now I'm flexing on em for times I ain't have it Hit the store and I tell the clerk bag it Say he want smoke better match it Put juice ona beat it's a classic We whip a bow then we wrap it If you need a zip hit me up make it happen Kick that bitch out like a punt Tryna hop out a foreign don't walk to the back of the car cause my trunk Ina front I'm with drew brees rocking new saint laurent And I smoke the finest of runtz I let the whole Choppa ring out like a sponge Water my neck like a pond Nigga reach for a chain swear to god then he done