TruckHead
Dark tint on my windshield
I can barely see my headlights
I always be paranoid so I
Don't stop at red lights
She got in that Rolls truck showed
Me with that head like
I don't know her name
I saved her number on the truck head
Country boy don't like the hood so
I meet him in Buck head
Lenox mall to be exact
I count the racks, he get the bag
I don't know why my haters mad
I keep 'em some to hate on
Bitch can't get no second chance
I ain't the one to wait on her
Three, two, one, I'm liftin' off
Pick 'em out, then ship 'em off
They don't know why I'm holding out
But I been waitin' on thе drought
Truth be told, I run the South
Make mе bring my numbers out
They done brung the mustard out me, fuck it
Ain't no calming down
Niggas ain't on shit can't fake kick it
I don't even come around
She ain't wanna let me hit 'til I got lit
Now she get to run around
Seen your mans, we gon' gun him down
We ain't playin' this summer out
Lil Kee hard, give him a hundred thousand
He don't owe nothing, that's on the house
Up-through, that my only route
Big facts, that's what I'm about
Miami with the city girl
I just pray to God she don't run her mouth
Stackin' mines, I ain't runnin' out
Falling off, you gon' need some clout
Who the hell wasn't gettin' money? Had a
Hundred racks in my Mama house
Zone 4, yeah, Atlanta Falcon
Lookin' hot, got that money pilin'
Super picky, never need a stylist
Taken back when I was thievin', robbing
Runnin' up against them jeans from Robin
Niggas gotta stop thinking sloppy
Been through it, I can't get cocky
Too hard, no one can stop me
Dark tint on my windshield
I can barely see my headlights
I always be paranoid so I
Don't stop at red lights
She got in that Rolls Truck show
Me what that head like
I don't know her name
I saved her number on the truck head
Country boy don't like the hood so
I meet him in Buck head
Lenox mall to be exact
I count the racks, he get the bag
I don't know why my haters mad
I keep 'em some to hate on
Bitch can't get no second chance
I ain't the one to wait on her
We don't stop at red lights
Fuck that ho if her head right
Told my dawg, "You got that
Shit, watch how you move, keep lead tight"
If I ever fall, i'ma get back up and keep
On goin' 'til dead fight
Keep my K on standby tie me up, my fan die
Don't care how close you is
I still got family on thin ice
They know I won't ever change
Baby gang, Lil Kee the gang
I know that I'm good in
Every hood, I push up, no complaining
Thinkin' that I'm pussy, stupid bitch
Them Dracos get to singin'
Shoot you in your shit
Don't give a fuck about me bein' famous
Baby say move smart and dangerous
So I'ma keep my fuckin' banger
You won't catch me lackin' even if I
Was slumped over off a fuckin' Xanny
Runnin' up, do a hundred thousand
Get a backend in my fuckin' feelings
You know I went fuckin' stingy
Thinkin' 'bout you fuckin' dealing
I know what I did when I signed up
So can't nobody save me
If I ain't have shit and I went broke
Who gon' take care of my baby?
I said that my life's amazing
I won't let a fake one take me
Dark tint on my windshield
I can barely see my headlights
I always be paranoid so I
Don't stop at red lights
She got in that Rolls Truck show
Me what that head like
I don't know her name
I saved her number on the truck head
Country boy don't like the hood so
I meet him in Buck head
Lenox mall to be exact
I count the racks, he get the bag
I don't know why my haters mad
I keep 'em some to hate on
Bitch can't get no second chance
I ain't the one to wait on her