Trained To Go

Oh we getting richer
We painted a picture
Yeah we getting richer
Woah, we trained to go
We trained to go, yeah

Aye
Why they mad that we getting richer
City blank we painted a picture
Forty always on me like a sticker
Palatka Productions, real killers
We Backyard Boys, real dealers
You can't stop us, our crew getting bigger
They always hating on our figure
If he pull up on us we'll pull the trigger
We always gon' get what we came for
He want smoke, we'll give him a halo
Money laundered from Mexico, pesos
Deliver them bullets like Bezos
Won't be long until we hit the stage, woah
Fuck her, she is a basic hoe (Yeah)
Had to go far we had to pave the road (Yeah, okay)
You ain't like us, we trained to go (Uh, yeah)

Yeah you ain't trained to go
Egotistic thinking you are the goat
Fuck her delete her, I don't need a hoe
Riding with Drac's, we run with our woes
Posted outside of your block with the pole
You wanted to fuck, and she told you no
If you wanna' hit a lick, learn how to tote
Pull up like Tay-K, murder the foe
Murder she wrote, she do the most
Made that boy freeze, he needed a coat
That girl was on me, she ride like a boat
Funny that I made her wet like a moat
Pussy was dripping, I made that shit soaked
Put my dick in her throat, I made that bitch choke
Do funny shit, don't take us for a joke
Play with us, put a muzzle to your nose
I can do this for days, don't need help no I don't
Speaking on us, wash your mouth out with soap
Pull up with straps, we made that boy fold
You claiming you'll do shit, it gets really old
Getting cheese like pizza, we getting dough
White on our nose, we doing the coke
Vigilant on your street like we are cloaked
Ice on my body, and it feel like snow (Aye)

Why they mad that we getting richer
City blank we painted a picture
Forty always on me like a sticker
Palatka Productions, real killers
We Backyard Boys, real dealers
You can't stop us, our crew getting bigger
They always hating on our figure
If he pull up on us we'll pull the trigger
We always gon' get what we came for
He want smoke, we'll give him a halo
Money laundered from Mexico, pesos
Deliver them bullets like Bezos
Won't be long until we hit the stage, woah
Fuck her, she is a basic hoe (Yeah)
Had to go far we had to pave the road (Yeah, okay)
You ain't like us, we trained to go (Uh, yeah)

Come on how's my sweet little Migi doing? (Don't do it)