In Da Trunk

[Intro]
(Don't play with him)

[Chorus]
A couple felons in the trunk
I got power in the fourth
I'm official with the clutch
I make business moves
I don't hang with workers, I'm a boss
Money talk, nigga, every time I speak up, know it costs
If you a trap nigga and you been juggin' all day
Put your wrist in the air, you deserve to get the cake
If you a bad bitch, then we can link behind stage
Grab your friend, hit the tel', tell her let's run a train

[Verse]
She say, "Do you love me?" I say, "No girl, I'm a hustler"
I only love the game, cash, money, and my customers
You don't know how to get that money? I won't fuck with you
I don't care if I just met you or grew up with you
I can't even help it, I'm so arrogant
They flexing like they rich but really broke, that shit embarrassing
I be striped up with a star, my ho is not American
I'm running around the lobby, treat the trap house like the Sheraton
If you ain't bring the Franks with you, then we ain't linking up
Honestly, my shooter nice, I would lose that mean mug
Honestly, that ticket right, cry could get your team drugged
Clip will get your seat snubbed

[Chorus]
A couple felons in the trunk
I got power in the fourth
I'm official with the clutch
I make business moves
I don't hang with workers, I'm a boss
Money talk, nigga, every time I speak up, know it costs
If you a trap nigga and you been juggin' all day
Put your wrist in the air, you deserve to get the cake
If you a bad bitch, then we can link behind stage
Grab your friend, hit the tel', tell her let's run a train