Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Trunk Rattle , by - Vince Staples. Song from the album Stolen Youth, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 04.12.2014
Record label: Flatland
Song language: English
Trunk Rattle |
| My momma cried the day I got put on the hood |
| Never wished for better days, only wished a nigga would |
| Never been a pump faker, that won’t do your boy no good |
| Still shoot it like a free throw, hammers that the cheat codes get |
| Daddy threw it off the glass like a bank shot, shit |
| I’m just trying to get the money that the bank got flip |
| Like a monster truck, banging never disturbed me |
| That’s the only time I see niggas balling without a jersey |
| At apartments we used to loot, them Poppy niggas’ll shoot |
| Homies taught me 2N's ain’t need no friends |
| I need a black Panamera with the black 2−10's |
| Told my momma I would make it so the story begins |
| Begins |
| Trunk rattle like a body in that bitch |
| Catch a body in this bitch, check the body on my bitch |
| Mafuckas talkin' shit til' you show up where they live |
| Mafuckas talkin' shit til' you show up where they live, nigga |
| Got a whole lot of problems at the crib |
| Got a chopper at the crib since I hopped up out the crib, nigga |
| Tell me what’s the deal, I’m trying to make a mil or somethin' |
| Tell me how you feel, these haters want to hunt us |
| So it’s cameras in the crib, cock hammers in the whip |
| Champagne for the pain, gram stacked up in the spliff |
| Blow the back out on the bitch who only want you for the dough you got |
| We know they know you know, but still, we got them hoes up in the spot |
| Getting hot and bothered sinning in this sign of smoke |
| I put that on my momma, not a nigga living that stop the show |
| Promise that we did it way before we ever heard of rap |
| Niggas say they shooters, where your jersey at? |
| We catch you where you lurking at |
| Been to hell and church and back, all in granny Cadillac |
| Matter fact she had that Eldorado parked on Colorado |
| Called us if she had a problem, cousin Jerry had it rockin' |
| Back when Common had you tryna to read Qu’rans and go to college |
| But forget about it |
| Trunk rattle like a body in that bitch |
| Catch a body in this bitch, check the body on my bitch |
| Mafuckas talkin' shit til' you show up where they live |
| Mafuckas talkin' shit til' you show up where they live, nigga |
| Got a whole lot of problems at the crib |
| Got a chopper at the crib since I hopped up out the crib, nigga |