Cross Country

Lyrics

[Verse 1] [?] my first hundred thousand Got me a plug, and that money start piling Got that new coupe, with zero milage Ferragamo down in my trap house stylin' I don't need no motherfuckin stylist My young niggas wildin, my motor growlin' I sent that shit back to the plug, and told him I don't want it if it ain't the loudest [Verse 1:] Cross country trappin' Took me a trip, made my first hundred thousand Got me a plug, and that money start piling Got that new coupe, with zero milage Ferragamo down in my trap house stylin' I don't need no motherfuckin stylist My young niggas wildin, my motor growlin' I sent that shit back to the plug, and told him I don't want it if it ain't the loudest All a nigga gotta do is tell me where he at with it Imma come get it Get that shit back to my own city Imma tax these niggas, I ain't showing no love Send it to my dawgs for the low low I make a bitch look good, a young nigga caked up I never ever fuck with a broke ho What, Na that's a no no I made her give me head so long, that I sent the bitch back home to you with a sore throat State to state, eating steak Getting cake, never trust a nigga if he can't look you in the face Yeah I'm living good But only if you knew what it takes [Chorus] I'm trappin, cross country trappin Trappin, trappin Trappin, cross country trappin Trappin, trappin, trappin Cross country trappin [Verse 2] I ain't ever had shit, so I went and got it One day I might be in [?] The next day in ATL, [?] might pull up in a Rari I sell dope, that's my job Nigga this ain't no motherfuckin hobby I heard some niggas wanna rob me So I turned up a lil bit more on these fuck niggas I don't give a fuck, you know how I be Let a nigga try me Shit gonna get a little sloppy When I was finished with your bitch, she was knock-kneed Remember I was looking for a plug, ran into this bitch said her daddy got keys I had to break it down to the bitch, I don't sell blow But the price so cheap, I might as well though Lil mama wanna fuck, you can tell though But me, I don't give a damn though Cross country trappin Cross country trappin I just got here, and did whatever I had to do to make this shit happen Turn a hundred dollars to a hundred thousand Dope boy magic [Chorus] I'm trappin, cross country trappin Trappin, trappin Trappin, cross country trappin Trappin, trappin, trappin Cross country trappin