Traffic lyrics

[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
n*gga I don't got no homies
Forty on me like I'm Kemp
Oxycontin smothered the 'partment
And I'm trappin' like a b*tch
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 dumpin'
n*ggas hardly down for thumpin'
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*ggas 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
Glocks was nines, the MACs was tens
[Hook: SK La'flare]
Aye, b*tch I'm really on it
Y'all silly, really funny
I traffic really still I'm pumpin'
My pockets gettin' swolen
b*tch, my grams rollin'
b*tch, clips loaded, yeah
Aye, b*tch I'm really on it
Y'all silly, really funny
I traffic really still I'm pumpin'
My pockets gettin' swolen
b*tch, my grams rollin'
b*tch, clips loaded, yeah

[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
This a game you gotta shoot to play
My burner givin' boosie fades
Long Beach PD killa, I'll take it to my grave
f*ck the first forty eight and any n*gga sayin' sh*t
We got the same guns as police and quick to spray a b*tch
ARs and sh*t, get your whole department lit
Forty fours like Maravich
No droppin' dimes just shot attempts
f*ck 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]
Aye, b*tch I'm really on it
Y'all silly, really funny
I traffic really still I'm pumpin'
My pockets gettin' swolen
b*tch, my grams rollin'
b*tch, clips loaded, yeah
Aye, b*tch I'm really on it
Y'all silly, really funny
I traffic really still I'm pumpin'
My pockets gettin' swolen
b*tch, my grams rollin'
b*tch, clips loaded, yeah