Trunk Rattle lyrics

by

Evidence


[Produced by DJ Babu & Evidence]

[Verse 1]
My momma cried the day I got put on the hood
Never wished for better days, only wished a n*gga would
Never been a pump-faker, that won't do your boy no good
Still shoot it like a free throw, hammers that the cheat codes get
Daddy threw it off the glass like a bank shot, sh*t
I'm just trying to get the money that the bank got
Flip like a monster truck, banging never disturbed me
That's the only time I see n*ggas balling without a jersey
At apartments we used to loot, them Poppy n*ggas'll shoot
Homies taught me 2N's ain't need no friends
I need a black Panamera with the black 2-10's
Told my momma I would make it, so the story begins, begins

[Chorus]
Trunk rattle like a body in that b*tch
Catch a body in this b*tch, check the body on my b*tch
Muh'f*ckers talkin' sh*t til' you show up where they live
Muh'f*ckers talkin' sh*t til' you show up where they live, n*gga
Got a whole lot of problems at the crib
Got a chopper at the crib since I hopped up out the crib, n*gga

[Verse 2]
Tell me, what's the deal, I'm trying to make a mil or somethin'
Tell me how you feel, these haters want to hunt us
So it's cameras in the crib, c*ck hammers in the whip
Champagne for the pain, gram stacked up in the spliff
Blow the back out on the b*tch who only want you for the dough you got
We know they know you know, but still, we got them hoes up in the spot
Getting hot and bothered, sinning in the sauna smoke
I put that on my momma, not a n*gga living stopped the show
Promise that we did it way before we ever heard of rap
n*ggas say they shooters, where your jersey at?
We catch you where we lurking at
Been to Hell and church and back, all in granny Cadillac
Matter-fact, she had that Eldorado parked on Colorado
Called us if she had a problem, cousin Jerry had it rockin'
Back when Common had you tryna to read Qu'rans and go to college
But forget about it
[Chorus]
Trunk rattle like a body in that b*tch
Catch a body in this b*tch, check the body on my b*tch
Maf*ckas talkin' sh*t til' you show up where they live
Maf*ckas talkin' sh*t til' you show up where they live, n*gga
Got a whole lot of problems at the crib
Got a chopper at the crib since I hopped up out the crib, n*gga
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