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Paroles : TRAFFIC

N***as talk like radio but they don't want no static
Fah, fah, sound out this automatic
G-Gas icy, that sh*t lookin' like this Patek
You get a text about my ho then you can have it
Kick up in yo' crib, that sh*t you flexin' I'ma grab it
I like my women cla**y, on they business, f**k a ratchet
When that bullet hit that n***a face, that sh*t was so tragic
He ain't proceed with caution so I caught his a** in traffic

Fah, fah, fah, now they say his name in past-tense
And he got a ceremony talkin' all about his pa**ions
B*t*h, it's gang way or no way, I ain't diplomatic
And we catchin' opposition like a n***a played in Madden
H-How yo' name Santana but in my book you a fluke
And we don't ride with hammers when we say we got them tools
N***as hot, ninety degrees but they money bе acute
N***as cappin' up, this ch-ch-choppa put him on the news
I got gang tiеs, white shoes, red lace
F**k 12, free Juggy, free [?] out the cage
This Desert Eagle by my side, it make you disintegrate
He talkin' brazy on the 'net
But won't say that sh*t face to face
Broad day, bare face, Fox 5
Don't post me on yo' Insta' when we f**kin' 'cause you not mine
Hottest project of this year, none of y'all can top mine
And I'm totin' on this Drac', my VV blingin' like my hotline
N***as talk like radio but they don't want no static
Fah, fah, sound out this automatic
G-Gas icy, that sh*t lookin' like this Patek
You get a text about my ho then you can have it
Kick up in yo' crib, that sh*t you flexin' I'ma grab it
I like my women cla**y, on they business, f**k a ratchet
When that bullet hit that n***a face, that sh*t was so tragic
He ain't proceed with caution so I caught his a** in traffic