Beatin

[Chorus: Young Dro]
First, I let my wheels spin, then I let my screen fall
Then I let my trunk beat at Greenbriar Mall, tall
Then I let my trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Trunk beat at
Trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at

[Verse 1: T-Streets]
I'm riding candy, blowing on swishers
Whole trunk knocking, got a [?] kickers
Rest in peace Pimp C, I’m a styrofoam sipper
All screwed up, my cup muddy like a river
Check all my jewls, boy, I'm colder than a blizard
Making magic on the track, you could say that I'm a wizard
The base in my trunk, it’s shaking all the mearors
[?] yeah, they shining like glitter
Cleanest thing in the parking lot, [?] when I'm pulling up
TV's in the headrest, and I ain't gotta fold 'em up
[?] and I got [?] roll [?]
Imma let the beat beat till [?]

[Chorus: Young Dro]
First, I let my wheels spin, then I let my screen fall
Then I let my trunk beat at Greenbriar Mall, tall
Then I let my trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Trunk beat at
Trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at

[Verse 2: T-Streets]
V12, I don't think you wanna race [?]
Paint so wet, that you probably wanna taste it
Pass by the second line, all the girls chasing
[?] watching [?] shaking
I never been basic, gave [?]
Then it got a nose job, clutching it was no prob
Flow masters [?] make it so loud
Jeff Gordan behind the wheel, Streets so wild

[Chorus: Young Dro]
First, I let my wheels spin, then I let my screen fall
Then I let my trunk beat at Greenbriar Mall, tall
Then I let my trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Trunk beat at
Trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at

[Verse 3: Short Dawg]
[?] watch the moder start
Top down, so them hoes know what's up
I'm in the Maybach, then I’m probably rolling in the [?]
Ghetto boy balling, screans falling like Owen Heart
I gotta let the [?] to the safest rout
Case I bring the catty with me, like I’m playing golf
'Cause niggas quick to jackin, when they see you in the Lamb
Body right, [?] whites with the [?]
Riding [?] ’bout to hit the booth
Looking all around me, like "Did I forget the roof?"
'Cause them haters can't stand me, [?]
Slab full of candy, like a pinata
Beep beep, we too deep, me and T-Streets
[?] got us sitting high up like the [?]
You know it's [?] statis when I ride through
Ounding like a bunch of niggas wrestling [?]

[Chorus: Young Dro]
First, I let my wheels spin, then I let my screen fall
Then I let my trunk beat at Greenbriar Mall, tall
Then I let my trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Trunk beat at
Trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at
Trunk beat at
Then I let my trunk beat at