Trouble (feat. SKY)

Trouble, trouble for you (Baby, I'm trouble, trouble for you) Ooh Baby, I'm trouble, trouble for you (trouble for you) Baby, I'm a rebel, rebellious fool (mm-hmm) I like ridin' 'round town, every window down Motor not knockin' but the smoke too loud I'm trouble (I'm trouble, oh), trouble for you Ayy Do the dash and the second-gen Cummins Got the tats in the trailer park, I'm OG Bubba Like a heat of the summer, burnin' weed, time, and rubber Windows down, I'm that local motherfucker Universal to a couple, underground and made some tunnels Not a subject to the system, but a system to the subject F around and slung my D on the desk of what's what Told my teacher "Fuck off" and got a A++ (mm) Flow retarded, twin turbo in a short bus Five percent on the window and it's cambered in the front No hot deal, driveway still got thirty Hot Wheels Put soul in the music, no price tag on my heels Baby, I'm trouble, trouble for you (trouble for you) Baby, I'm a rebel, rebellious fool I like ridin' 'round town, every window down Motor not knockin' but the smoke too loud I'm trouble (oh), trouble for you Hillbilly, rippin' and still with it Super Duty in the lane, pin-stripped barbed fences Had my bench seat for long legs and sundresses Anybody talkin' crowns must be on some prince shit Watch me sling blood and red clay in a King Ranch Makin' cheeks redder than an acre-long tomato patch Blue collar, smooth as copper, Baby Face Nelson Sold so many records, sheriff thought I was a bank robber Got a .45 Python to the head of the charts Strikin' chords of a label, CEO heart Turn around, give a hater COPD art No respondin' to me, I get your respond blocked Baby, I'm trouble, trouble for you (trouble for you) Baby, I'm a rebel, rebellious fool I like ridin' 'round town, every window down Motor not knockin' but the smoke too loud I'm trouble (oh), trouble for you I can't sell my soul, it's too expensive for the devil Level untouchable 'cause I'm a extraterrestrial The underground undertaker who want a career burial? When the beat drop, a thottie body hip-hop and do aerials So many flows, a flub will flash titties bouncin' on Ariel Panties wet like her body lower half is so Aquarius I ride the wave gooder, growin' gills as a vocalist River water when I spit, every guitar lick got my soaka, bitch Blood type neon, mindset dream on Motherfucker, I'm nuts, whole bag full of pecans Barefoot bandit, I'm one hard to creep on Hop out a tree with a sword like it's the renaissance Baby, I'm trouble, trouble for you (baby I'm trouble for you) Baby, I'm a rebel, rebellious fool (rebellious fool) I like ridin' 'round town, every window down Motor not knockin' but the smoke too loud I'm trouble (oh), trouble for you (Baby, I'm trouble, trouble, trouble for you) (Baby, I'm trouble, trouble for you)