Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Back In Traffic , by - Hit-Boy. Release date: 12.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Back In Traffic |
| Ayy, Hit, how we gon' lose with shit like this, my nigga? |
| I’m guilty |
| World-famous, look |
| Prayin' I don’t crash while I’m flyin' down the coast (Coast) |
| Trauma from the past, that shit livin' inside my soul |
| Know some gangstas and some hustlers and a few niggas who boast |
| Would they love me if it fell apart? |
| Shit, who knows (Knows) |
| Sendin' out a toast to my dawgs, stay ten toes |
| Call from GTL, damn, you know how shit go |
| Brodie told me, «Zero in with the beam and the scope» (Beam) |
| Went down for a mop, he ain’t even clean the floor |
| Showin' love to my closest, gotta appreciate the moment |
| I don’t do this for promotion, I just keep this shit in motion |
| That’s my slogan, way before the quarantine and shit |
| My nigga, I was postd, dirty strap, reported stolen |
| Raw, uncut, no dited (No edited) |
| Out the trunk with it, back in traffic yet again (Traffic yet again) |
| Life a movie, ain’t no way to hit rewind (No rewind) |
| It’s all by calculation and design, look (For real) |
| Prayin' I don’t crash while I’m flyin' down the coast (Coast) |
| Trauma from the past, that shit livin' inside my soul (My soul) |
| Know some gangstas and some hustlers and a few niggas who boast (Boast) |
| Would they love me if it fell apart? |
| Shit, who knows (Knows) |
| Would they love me if it fell apart? |
| Yeah, who knows |
| Would they love me if it fell apart? |
| But don’t get back and fall again |
| I’m right on time for calls, my friends |
| The lanes have changed but the trust, it never ends, ends |
| Never ends |
| Roll the pack, push the McLaren through Ocean Ave |
| Mint color millionaires, gon' take out the soldier rags |
| Shit been off a big load, pinky and my wrist froze |
| Then thought it was Kenpo, my dawg pull in, kick doors |
| Met a plug from Maryland, air 'em out, I’m arrogant |
| Clear stones, rare shit, back in traffic yet again (Traffic) |
| Loadin' up the chamber, send the shot, the E chop (Bah) |
| When the money talk, the only time I eavesdrop (Hello?) |
| Cut the lights on 'em, then I circle back (Circle back) |
| Flippin' back through the drive-thru, servin' 'em fast (Skrrt, skrrt) |
| Bitch, I came straight off the block, ain’t no blockin' me (I'm the realest) |
| HB the origin, the etymology (Yeah) |
| Prayin' I don’t crash while I’m flyin' down the coast (Coast) |
| Trauma from the past, that shit livin' inside my soul (My soul) |
| Know some gangstas and some hustlers and a few niggas who boast (Yeah) |
| Would they love me if it fell apart? |
| Shit, who knows |
| (Would they love you, would they love you, would they love you?) |
| Would they love me if it fell apart? |
| Yeah, who knows |
| (Would they love you, would they love you, would they love you?) |
| Would they love me if it fell apart? |
| But don’t get back and fall again |
| I’m right on time for calls, my friends |
| The lanes have changed but the trust, it never ends, ends |
| Never ends |
| Hit-Boy on the beat and all that |
| Hit-Boy on the flow and all that |
| Yeah |