Rico Nasty Choppa In The Trunk Lyrics

[Intro]
Rico, Rico

[Verse 1: Rico Nasty]
I got a choppa in the trunk
Can't wait till my engine in the trunk
Bad bitch shake her ass in the club
These hoes is goofy they only showing fake love
Hold my money like a hug
Walking funny cause my slug
These bitches still be wearing uggs
Make me sick like, ugh baby girl get the fuck
Cashing out sippin' mud
Had to get it out the mud
See me then these bitches mug, YEAH

[Verse 2: Willtharapper]
Told that bitch don't do no hugs, look
That bitch say she in love, look
I smash on your bitch like I'm Mario
I get a lot of dough
I smoke her, they like it's honor roll
I see a opp then I shoot till the choppa broke
Or drum in that 40
That shit sound like rock & roll

[Verse 3: ChellyTheMC]
Aye, bad bitch shake her ass in the club
Like niggas throw a couple dub's
I'm finna show a little love
I ain't for the groupies
You can get the oozie
You ain't got the toolie, boy get the fuck !
Bitches still wearing synthetic
No message, she know me I belly
These bitches they know that we reckless
Watch I grab that bitch by her necklace

[Verse 4: Tino Loud]
I show niggas love when I know they hatin'
Bitches want relations that shit complicated
All these perky's really got a nigga elevated
Good brain got a nigga feeling educated
Fans say they love me off my lazy flow
All these bitches call me daddy ain't got no babies though
Niggas laugh at niggas like they ain't the same joke
Trust up in my gang
They'll let a pussy blow, woah

[Verse 5: Rico Nasty]
I got a choppa in the trunk
Gotta get this cash you know it's a must
Looking sorry, bitch you stuck
Ask me if I give a fuck
When I'm aiming better duck
He only love me of the drugs
Bitch this is not what you want


[Verse 6: Willtharapper]
Fuck that bitch once, get her kick like a punt
Run up get hit like a blunt
I'm a young shotta like Dre
I keep a Glock on my waist
You run up get shot in the face
My dog get the sparkin, It bark at your face
They gotta come up out of the space
And i'm like, damn
That shit like, UGH
If I had a genie , I wish he would
I feel like red riding , I stay in the hood
I'm bending these bitch ass rappers like I'm Shug

[Verse 7: ChellyTheMC]
Look,I got a clip in my vest
I aim that bitch at your chest
Boy I can not fit disrespect
Aye, nigga let's go to the trunk
These bitches I hope they don't front
I do not fuck with them
I know they mad cause we working
My bitches bad got you lurkin'
If they get the fakin' we'll murk them
Leave your ass hangin' like a curtain

[Verse 8: Tino Loud]
Tino turnt and I ain't got no feelings
I ain't tripping roll my feelings up and smoke them bitches
My old bitch she done fucked a hundred niggas trynna find a mothafucka that will do her like I did her, aye, look
I'm stressed out but I'm dogged up
Just to get my brother back, I'll give it all up
I put numbers on your head don't make me call em'
See my vicks on the block and I hit all of em', boom (x4)

[Outro: WillThaRapper + Tino Loud]
Aye Will, aye come and talk B
It's double so you already know how it go, we put our dick in you hoe and put a clip in your bro that's some shit you should know
Squad, squad
Gang, gang