Trap Car

I got this weed in my car
She smelled the weed in my car
Taking off from the start
With this weed in my car
In my car, In my car

I got this weed in my car
She smelled the weed in my car
Taking off from the start
With this weed in my car
In my car, In my car

Taking off nigga no airplanes
Just paper planes with octane
Write dragon tales how I spit flames
Call up EA sports, cause I'm in the game

In the game I need another sack
Pulled up and he threw the pack
Ran it back like a running back
No fucking sacks cause we blocking that

The whip it comes with leather so watch where you ash
The joint is in rotation while I'm driving fast
We sitting in a cloud it's getting hard to breath
Please cover up your mouth shawty if you gotta sneeze

All American Imma trap star
Frequent flyers bro, they know who we are
No scouter nigga, cause I evolved
Detect fake niggas from a fucking far

I do this for the team I gotta go hard
These plays be Pokemon I gotta catch em all
She loyal like pikachu, I'll never trade her off
She let me stash the weed, when times was getting hard.

It's bad I think I love her
Cause I put this game above her

I got this weed in my car
She smelled the weed in my car
Taking off from the start
With this weed in my car
In my car, In my car

I got this weed in my car
She smelled the weed in my car
Taking off from the start
With this weed in my car
In my car, In my car

She just wanna roll and go take off with me
Pushing pass my limits ain't no stopping me
I just wanna hustle, grind is all I know
Clearing up my mind as I inhale the smoke

She just wanna roll and go take off with me
Pushing pass my limits ain't no stopping me
I just wanna hustle, grind is all I know
Clearing up my mind as I inhale the smoke

I got this weed in my car...



Credits
Writer(s): Jermaine Dave
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