SK Laflare - Traffic lyrics

[Verse 1: Vince Staples] n***a I don't got no homies Forty on me like I'm Kemp Oxycontin smothered the 'partment And I'm trappin' like a b**h Movin' molly monthly My momma asked how I make the rent I make the rent by making flips Livin' like it's '86 I'm tryin' to sign for eighty bricks Been listenin' to Gucci a lot But I ain't goin' out like Dunkin And so I'm thumpin' n***as hardly down for dumpin' Let it bang like Chief Keef Aim at the police Paint up your whole street Twelve gauge, big as a flamethrower I'm feelin' like Kane in Wrestlemania Shells inside that chamber duck Honey hit your famouser Hoes be in that Fetal stance Firearms big as Digimon now watch my diddy dance Flip a gram to get a grand Real n***as stay masked up like Rick Hamilton Tryin' to get my dough stacked up and buy the Vatican Ninth grade Mayfair High, I snuck the hammer in Glock's nine the match was ten [Hook: SK La'flare] (x2) Ay, b**h I'm really on it, on it Y'all silly, me funny I traffic willy still I'm pumpin' My pockets gettin' swolen It's my grams rollin' b**h clips loaded, yeah [Verse 2: Vince Staples] This a game you gotta shoot to play My burner givin' boosie fades Long Beach pb k**a, I'll take it to my grave f** the first forty eight and any n***a sayin' sh** We got the same guns as police and quick to spray a b**h ARs and sh**, get your whole department lit Forty fours like Maravich No droppin' dimes or shot attempts f** the swine, I'm in the streets Seven days out of the week Still ain't reach my peak So just take your seat and enjoy the show [Hook: SK La'flare] (x2) Ay, b**h I'm really on it, on it Y'all silly, me funny I traffic willy still I'm pumpin' My pockets gettin' swolen It's my grams rollin' b**h clips loaded, yeah