thrax

Alright, punch me in from the beginning

Uh, Uh, yea

Uh, Uh, yea

I been feelin’ like a real rockstar, you know?

Yea

Come on

Having zot in the back

Smoking on stuff that make you ask “what’s that”

We the ones smoking on thrax

Before I’m 18 gotta buy me a Track, I ain’t got no time to relax

They doubted me, told em “I’m going to the max”

I told em “I’m going to the max”

And I might not make it home tonight, Cause i’m tryna get to them racks

And I’m off that drank, yeah i’m gone tonight, If i call you better hit me back

We the ones having them commas

We the ones having the zot in the truck, yea we the ones having arouma

Perkys make me mad, I tend to shut down, I Swear I get that from my momma

Out the way, I don’t get into drama

She know ain’t nobody gon hit it like me, I’m laying the pipe like a plumber

Black truck lil bae this a tonka

She chocolate and I’m willy Wonka

She know who I am, I’m liking her gram, I don’t gotta say that I want her

 

Having zot in the back

Smoking on stuff that make you ask “what’s that”

We the ones smoking on thrax

Before I’m 18 gotta buy me a Track, I ain’t got no time to relax

They doubted me, told em “I’m going to the max”

I told em “I’m going to the max”

And I might not make it home tonight, Cause i’m tryna get to them racks

And I’m off that drank, yeah i’m gone tonight, If i call you better hit me back

We the ones having them commas

We the ones having the zot in the truck, yea we the ones having arouma

Perkys make me mad, I tend to shut down, I Swear I get that from my momma

We the ones graduating from the streets, we the ones having diplomas

She get on nasty nasty, give me sloppy toppy

Lil bae give me brain like a donor

If he get to actin we gone get to clapping, bullet holes size of a donut

Clap, clap, clap, clap yea yea

Rap don’t work, back to the trap

Sleeping on me why they take a nap

Hating on the kid

I just want to win

I ain’t even tripping

I don’t even care

Only problems I got is what I’m gone wear

Geeking off the zot, I ain’t even here

Paying for her braids, getting her out my hair

I ain’t slowing down it ain’t even fair

 

Having zot in the back

Smoking on stuff that make you ask “what’s that”

We the ones smoking on thrax

Before I’m 18 gotta buy me a Track, I ain’t got no time to relax

They doubted me, told em “I’m going to the max”

I told em “I’m going to the max”

And I might not make it home tonight, Cause i’m tryna get to them racks

And I’m off that drank, yeah i’m gone tonight, If i call you better hit me back

We the ones having them commas

We the ones having the zot in the truck, yea we the ones having arouma