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Trains – NAV

(Wheezy outta here)

Ridin' in the Flying Spur, look up, I'm in the air
With my slimes, everybody got toolies, we well prepared
Man, in my town, in my hood, I'm like the mayor
Boardin' on a jet, I could barely walk up the stairs

Fuckin' hoes, blow out her back on a perc
Eat me up, she treat my dick like dessert
Money and fame is a gift and a curse
People that's closest gonna hurt you the worst
I'm always booked, got no dates on my calendar
Live in the states, I can send shots to Canada
Whole squad is litty, we geeked, they can't handle us
Puttin' shit on stop and pose for the camera

Yeah, I get bitches by the two, I fuck her one time and I pass her to the slimes
Gotta new girl and she exotic, I told my ex that I'm doin' fine
Diamonds shinnin' bright in the dark, you ain't gotta turn the lights on or open the blinds
Be careful where you step, don't step on my shoes, go to war, we got sticks, all kinds
Paid the lawyer for the case, my brother got charges he can't erase
AK's like Tay K, if we get pulled over I'm doin' the race
My stick relevant, 5th generation, gotta Glock with a switch up to date
I ain't tryna play God but when it comes to my opps, I'm choosin' they fate

(Talk to 'em) Spazz
I pull up with a hunnit round cutter on the block and these niggas gon' tell
Yeah, I spent 'bout one fifty on some chains just to say I wish a nigga dare
Yeah, it's 'bout fifty niggas standin' on your block with sticks but only one of 'em kill
If a bitch catch me off the Bellaire bottle, yeah, I'm dunkin' on the pussy, O'Neal
Yeah, I'm runnin' my route, catch a bag every stop, call me Odell

Yeah, you know we side by side, slime goin' all the way there, 'bout mine
Bet that hoe know my fit is a Hermès
Shawty, she like, "Who that with the blonde dreads?"
I'm grindin', I know where the dough at
I'm tellin' you I'll never go back
To that poor shit, I'm walkin', I'm runnin'
I'm tellin' you I'll never go back
High class whips, high class bitch
She suck my dick, drank my spit, look at my wrist
He ain't gonna wack nothin', he ain't on it
I'm pressin' you animal lovers
I'm tellin' your OG, better keep yo dog on a leash
I'm tellin' these froggy niggas that think we sleepin'
We killin' shit, gon' 'head and leap

Yeah, I get bitches by the two, I fuck her one time and I pass her to the slimes
Gotta new girl and she exotic, I told my ex that I'm doin' fine
Diamonds shinnin' bright in the dark, you ain't gotta turn the lights on or open the blinds
Be careful where you step, don't step on my shoes, go to war, we got sticks, all kinds
Paid the lawyer for the case, my brother got charges he can't erase
AK's like Tay K, if we get pulled over I'm doin' the race
My stick relevant, 5th generation, gotta Glock with a switch up to date
I ain't tryna play God but when it comes to my opps, I'm choosin' they fate

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