Pop the Trunk

Recognize I done set me sights on the prize
To make it, make it crunk I had to pop the trunk
What, the trunk
But fuckin' wit' us ain't wise
Now all the ATL niggas wanna jack 'cause I'm from Texas
[Incomprehensible] on the Gin, I think he said, "Trippin' once again"
When the shit pop out, who gonna stunt
We get crunk, we came to pop the trunk
Don't be trying to plead yo case 'cause I don't even like no niggas
When pistols start to cock, hands start to rise
I know that they some bitches had to pop the trunk
I knew he was the police I had to pop the trunk
Smokin' at the Tittie bar I had to pop the trunk
Nigga I'm high off this weed I fin to pop the trunk
Let me talk to your boss man, the nigga wit the pies
Man ain't no disguise, doin' ninety week flies
All we really came to do is just smoke some scum
Never seen candy with the fifth on the back

Nigga tried to jack my car I had to pop the trunk
Sippin' on Hennessey [Incomprehensible] I fin to pop the trunk, bitch
Nigga ain't shootin' me first I fin to pop the trunk

'Cause I'm fuckin' yo gal I got to pop the trunk
These niggas steady runnin' me hot I'm fin to pop the trunk

Smoke somethin', D time, PA, uh, '97

You can have the tail way from the shovel so we can pop the trunk
In my face, trying to question me about some drama

UGK and Celly Cell we 'bout to pop the trunk
Throwin' all packed [Incomprehensible] and we all wear vests
Ridin' past yo funeral hangin' out the window slumpin' on ya
Slow yo roll for I put this chopper straight to yo fo'
I'm labeling my life off of rap and weed highs
Even when we tell the truth, the hoes we lies
Runnin' off at they dick suck as gettin' it crunk
You didn't know, they didn't tell you boy you better listen
You niggas didn't know that I was out of control
Head you better off dead than to fuck around with psycho niggas
Steady frontin' like a man but you show me a punk

All we really came to do is just smoke some scum
These niggas keep talkin' like they want the funk
Runnin' off at they dick suck as gettin' it crunk
I'm comin' down the west end, niggas tryin' to jack

It ain't no stoppin' me, get at me then I'm dumpin' on ya
Let 'em holler at my bitch, Nina Ross hoe house boss

All we really came to do is just smoke some scum
Nobody move too fast I advise
These niggas keep talkin' like they want the funk
Man 'cause his bitch chose me I fin to pop the trunk

But niggas love to talk shit I fin to pop the trunk
I just bought me a Coupe De ville

California to Texas poppin' the trunk
Under Cali's blue skies, smokin' on chronicles and chocolate ties

Steady frontin' like a man but you show me a punk
And bust a right Coney Island pop the trunk and started cappin'

I bet you mind somethin' in, run and tell a friend
Ain't got no time for middle men and small fries
And back yo ass up and don't act so surprised
Far as niggas tryin' to put me in the cross
Hard to bust back but I was penetrating they doe

Only money conversation and big thighs
Niggas that know me know I specialize in havin' bump
Runnin' off at they dick suck as gettin' it crunk
And put lights out with boom fifty bye, bye
Niggas was happenin' put they Burboun to the floor nigga
Took out the air bag put in a wood wheel
Nigga in PA, it's like the wild, wild west

These niggas keep talkin' like they want the funk
Man I'm sippin' on [Incomprehensible] poppin' the trunk

And ask my agent bout my fuckin' shoe size
Steady frontin' like a man but you show me a punk
Or you can catch a hot one right between ya eyes
Only answer to two people God and my mama

While I shoot this shit before you put yourself in that position
[Incomprehensible] I had to pop the trunk
Man I knew he was a bitch I had to pop the trunk