Testi Tricken Every Car I Get - Trae Tha Truth, Future, Boosie Badazz

Tricken Every Car I Get

I dropped the top of a horse top\nI treat the interior out with mink\nThen I add the shoes on the feet\nYou can hear my car comin' up the street\nI’m tricken every single car I get\nI’m tricken every single car I get\nI’m tricken every single car I get\nI’m tricken every single car I get\nNightrider in the black Rolls, tell 'em I’m trippin'\nOn top of glass, covered in blank, tell 'em I’m tippin'\nLosing control, I’m lane to lane, you would swear I was slippin'\nProlly cause I told Edgar to spray 'em til he drippin'\nNow paint wet, your bitch wetter\nGot diamonds flood my necklace\nGettin' headshots I called that murder to go ride slow like it’s Texas\nGot a attitude, that don’t give a fuck\nAbout 50 plus when I jet this\nLil testdrive I let her go out nor I bet you hate that she meet this\nI flex and pull these lights out\nThis mouthpiece I got iced out\nI’m tricky bitch I’m racked up\nBe damned if I get priced out\nThis haters ain’t gon' say shit, they do they gon' get wiped out\nDo my donuts in broad day, full speedin' with all my pipes out\nI dropped the top of a horse top\nI treat the interior out with mink\nThen I add the shoes on the feet\nYou can hear my car comin' up the street\nI’m tricken every single car I get\nI’m tricken every single car I get\nI’m tricken every single car I get\nI’m tricken every single car I get\nGotta have a drop top, Lousiana a hot spot\nIf it ain’t a drop, I send it to Cali and get it chopped\n50 heads stay cocked, so you can see the razorline\nFormer d-boy I remember I used to break them down\nPaint wet, ooh kill 'em like that\nBoosie ride foreign and I paid 400 flat\nFour 12's in the back, gotta have a little noise\nFour deep on the mollies, we some real Geto Boys\nIn my yard, several cars, send 'em to my esé\nSpray that thang candy but might wreck the whip next day\nPeanut butter inside, covered up in plastic\nStash spots everywhere, ride fly everywhere\nBoosie!\nI dropped the top of a horse top\nI treat the interior out with mink\nThen I add the shoes on the feet\nYou can hear my car comin' up the street\nI’m tricken every single car I get\nI’m tricken every single car I get\nI’m tricken every single car I get\nI’m tricken every single car I get\nI’m in the hood, bitches yellin' they love me\nGet in this coupe you gon' be naked with body like Buffy\nWhy everytime I hit the block niggas faces get ugly\nTell them haters I’m on my game and it ain’t nothing above me\nI live my money, get reckless\nYou seen that bitch that I just got\nI’m Lil Wayne with no ceilings\nCan’t change up I got change up\nI got shit locked and they chained up\nBout 20 goons and they aimed up\nBitch, play with me, you get banged up\nI’m in this Lambo\nArtillery like Rambo\nDon’t fuck with me, I’m prime time, don’t get your whole show cancelled\nEverythang gotta do get tuned in, tell 'em hoes I’m on now\nThis whip might do bout 200, tell 'em hoes I’m gone now\nI dropped the top of a horse top\nI treat the interior out with mink\nThen I add the shoes on the feet\nYou can hear my car comin' up the street\nI’m tricken every single car I get\nI’m tricken every single car I get\nI’m tricken every single car I get\nI’m tricken every single car I get