Black Trucks (feat. Mello GG)

I told JaDoe, leave the scat, we snatchin' in them black trucks Plenty poles in the whip, nigga, I wouldn't fuck with us Get that bag, that's a must, what's in my pocket All blue hunnids, put a nigga in that blender Send his ass straight to the dungeon, shout out Juskii Know he clutchin', got his glizzy in his reach I was fuckin' niggas' hoes while they was tryin' to slime me Nigga been takin' risks, cause it was hard on the East I'm tryin' to get my case dismissed, my judge wanna see me deep I had dumped the whole glizzy, time to work that ARP Shotgun shell, tear shit up, take your head off, clean Burt out the tire, got it fixed, jump back in traffic, servin' p's Called the play before they hike the ball, they think a nigga green Now I gotta send a blitz, that 308 gon' get you flipped I ain't runnin' from my karma, cause it's hard to duck the shit Fuck that lil' hoe from the back, got her on some seven shit Made her throw up my gang, her nigga think she innocent Gang say let's pull up, black trucks I had pulled up Scat pack cause it's faster, niggas broke Cause they be worried about shit that don't even matter Chasin chicken, everyday I wake up, my pockets get fatter Told Bro, you trippin', I'll take that bitch down, that lil' bitch got badder Niggas be hatin', that shit never mattered I had got rich, and y'all niggas got sadder I had to tell bro to press him, because if he say somethin' wrong I might fuck around, blast him That boy had bucked on the feature, because he had knew I was hard And you know I might pass him That boy gone a shot, cause yall keep tryna gas him And that Glock got a light on this bitch, I might flash him Yeah, I might flash out with the glizzy I might spend that block and dump the whole drum, know this bitch hold 50 And that Drake nice with the 30 on it, but I might go get the 60 And I'm gon' go drive for them packs, Cuz when you ship, that shit it's risky Remember posted in them partments, smokin' gas with K3 and lil drack We was all on the same shit, on 17, tryna get off a sack We fuck around Bend yo Corner, know I'm flexin' bad with Mello in the scat They like lul Jadoe hot that, nigga slidin' with two different straps Yeah, I got the glizzy and this bitch, and I got smitty And I got way more than the 30, both my straps they gotta titty I'm in love with servin sacks, touchdown a pack and I get griddy, bitch off the drink, and now she litty I just made her pop a titty Yeah, I had to make her take her shirt off Lil bitch tweakin out this bitch she tweakin' off that Smirnoff And we off the Exotic weed, mixin' this shit with the liquor I'm my father's son, but I'm my mama's boy, man, shout out Pickle