Trained To Go lyrics

[Hook 1: Jesse LeProtti]
My b*tch know how to shoot
I just bought her Jimmy Choos
That’s on God
On my dad her ass the best I ever had
On my set she stay wet
Got her dropped down in baguettes
It’s no sweat
My b*tch train
And she coming for your neck

[Verse 1: Rod212]
I’m running right through them like Casper
Going for three that’s a triple disaster
Women so bad that they need em a pastor
I’m educated and she calling me master
Her baby daddy a son of a bast*rd
He talking money I guess he a actor
My drip so bad that they call it a hazard
Got me a Laura cause Family matters
No strings attached cause she walk in balencis
LV hеr purse and it cover her kidnеy
Going down under I landed in Sydney
This is a plus I ain’t talking no Disney
She walk around like her first name is Winnie
Giving me neutron
I got me a Jimmy
Call me the goat like my nickname is billy
She not from Greece but you know she a freak
This ain’t no cleavage it’s more than a peek
Sisters with voices I’m making her weak
Call me Dwayne when I give her the rock
She was on bottom I like it on top
Gave her a sign but she wouldn’t stop
[Hook 2: Jesse LeProtti]
My b*tch know how to shoot
I just bought her Jimmy Choos
That’s on God
On my dad her ass the best I ever had
On my set she stay wet
Got her dropped down in baguettes
It’s no sweat
My b*tch train
And she coming for your neck

[Verse 2: YSN Flow]
If she leave me ain’t no sweat
I’m just f*cking on who next
I got this cash so I can flex
b*tch I’m straight up out them trenches
Keep a Drake or keep a Tech
She know I got hoes on hoes
But she stay cause my di*k the best
If it’s pressure let’s smoke it
Drinks in the cup
We got 762 let it blow if you want it
You my opponent real street n*gga
I ain’t worried bout beef
I won’t step on the corner
From night til the morning
What the f*ck is you doing
I keep my tool they like f*ck is you screwing
Throwback the Molly the f*ck is you chewing
My dro like its f*ck but I’m really in tune
Put my Glock in the back when I shoot ain’t no casin
Jack boy sh*t we been kicking and baking
Ever go broke I’m trap out the basement
b*tch I’m hood rich I don’t want to be famous
They ain’t never heard me rap like this
When I drop I bet they like this
Maybe not but then some slight sh*t
Oh sh*t I heard they like it
Spend a lot on my gun
I’m not doing no fighting b*tch
[Hook 3: Jesse LeProtti]
My b*tch know how to shoot
I just bought her Jimmy Choos
That’s on God
On my dad her ass the best I ever had
On my set she stay wet
Got her dropped down in baguettes
It’s no sweat
My b*tch train
And she coming for your neck