Speed Trap

Where we at? Where we at?

Bo Jack

Used to hit the road long before the MapQuest

Plug on them bricks and bowls gave me all access

Bust white gold Dweller, blew a fat check (skrrt)

Neighborhood wholesalin', fuck who rap best (where we at?)

I could sell dope better, make a pack stretch (uh)

Motherfuck a Coachella, this a trap fest (you know it)

.227 with the beam, got it modified

Never really cared about a stream or a Spotify (Bo Jackson)

Flyin' to McNichols, arm out the window

Rose gold patty cake lookin' like a bloody nickel (six four)

Firin' up the zittles, peanut butter brittle

Got your baby mama in the kitchen heatin' up the vittles (rerock)

Kept my hands dirty ever since we was little

Big .30 on me, quick to slide with that Kerry Kittles (baow)

Iced up on the dyke broad, shake somethin'

All white buffs lookin' like a Motrin 800

Let your seat back, put your seatbelt on

And just relax, we sittin' on a G pack

Off of the drank, took three naps

Watchin' out for the highway patrolmen and them speed traps

Burned up the turnpike on my third strike (ayy)

State troopers to the left, next exit, merge right (go that-a-way)

Got behind us, but they should've flicked the car behind us (skrrt)

If they knew what was in that Honda, probably serve life (what else?)

Piece and chain could've cost a John Deere tractor

Ten kis of 'caine had to factor in the fear factor (blocks)

Cook the beef with the stick, that's a corn dog

Niggas in the V pullin' skits for them Orenthals

Whole fleet of foreign cars trappin' on the soil

Sellin' fake herbs but they still draggin' on the floor

Might drop a new EP every three months

The G.O.A.T., got these niggas goin' broke tryna keep up (King James)

Merchandisin' in the hicks

All my niggas wanna know is what's the prices on them bricks (uh-huh)

Fresh off of the road, your bitch likin' all my pics

Got my doctor on the phone somewhere writin' up a script (let's get it)

Let your seat back, put your seatbelt on

And just relax, we sittin' on a G pack

Off of the drank, took three naps

Watchin' out for the highway patrolmen and them speed traps