Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jahmal Hill
Songwriter
Lyrics
GLDDTT
Trap to a Ayeeee
Moncler Moncler
I ain't got lie Why would I
And we slide on the
GLDDTT
Turn the trap to a retail
Fresh off the load and it's ready for Re-sale
On the road alone and I'm home now and my niggas wishing me well
I cc'd my girl but this ain't no email
Safety first we got strapped up like seatbelts
When the worst come to worst we gon order your hurst
Only thing we sparing is the details
Turn the trap to a retail
Fresh off the load and it's ready for Re-sale
On the road alone and I'm home now and my niggas wishing me well
I cc'd my girl but this ain't no email
Safety first we got strapped up like seatbelts
When the worst come to worst we gon order your hurst
Only thing we sparing is the details
Pull up on the gang and see a gun show
When you get a lil piece it make you want mo
Don't answer no calls from no unknowns
Don't condone it that shit hot like the smoke up on it
More drip then a pool and I can dunk opponents
Open up my door and you get the skunk aroma
Freshest O's got the trap like dunkin donuts
Make the play by myself Imma spend it lonely
I got the 1 not the 2 so fly how he got here he probably flew
Controlling this shit and my diamonds on cruise
Head on a swivel on every move
Who better than you
Ball and I got game
Call me lil Jesus Shuttlesworth
I get her wet as a puddle first I made it up out the gutter first
Syrup in my cup ain't Ms. Buttersworth
Gang
Turn the trap to a retail
Fresh off the load and it's ready for Re-sale
On the road alone and I'm home now and my niggas wishing me well
I cc'd my girl but this ain't no email
Safety first we got strapped up like seatbelts
When the worst come to worst we gon order your hurst
Only thing we sparing is the details
Turn the trap to a retail
Fresh off the load and it's ready for Re-sale
On the road alone and I'm home now and my niggas wishing me well
I cc'd my girl but this ain't no email
Safety first we got strapped up like seatbelts
When the worst come to worst we gon order your hurst
Only thing we sparing is the details
Clouds clout M's in accounts
Thats what a nigga about
Logistics shipping and planning the route
They been searching without reasonable doubt
Vision better at the top looking down
Missionary Imma win every bout
Dick got her pouting she wet as a spout
Never enough is the perfect amount
Don't care what you bout boy
Keep the Drako they slitherin they really Malfoy
Aint the greatest but nigga we bout Floyd
Keep the pressure can't hear you this loud boy
Smoking thin mints smell like Altoids
Your cookie declassified
They pull up and you be the last to ride
That 40 been had my side
It bite like a Megladon
Upgraded to 45 when I got my clearance
I'm swinging that stick I'm MJ with the Barons
Moving too quick and you'll fumble the carry
Outside with a brick and its brick
Moncler when I zip up the trench
You can not relate you ain't hip
Climbed out the trenches count the faces and chips
Twist the top and pop it everything exotic
1942 I copped it I got some new Gelato
1882 I spark it
All I smoke is Broccoli straight from Stockton
Fuckin with the plug daughter we been ballin them girls scouting
Turn the trap to a retail
Fresh off the load and it's ready for Re-sale
On the road alone and I'm home now and my niggas wishing me well
I cc'd my girl but this ain't no email
Safety first we got strapped up like seatbelts
When the worst come to worst we gon order your hurst
Only thing we sparing is the details
Turn the trap to a retail
Fresh off the load and it's ready for Re-sale
On the road alone and I'm home now & my niggas wishing me well
I cc'd my girl but this ain't no email
Safety first we got strapped up like seatbelts
When the worst come to worst we gon order your hurst
Only thing we sparing is the details
Writer(s): Jahmal Hill
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