N the Traffic - Droop-E, Nite Jewel, J. Stalin

Come take it slow, in your fast ride

Stop up on the road, red lights in a long line

I’m in the traffic slapping classics in my new school blasting

With the sunroof open on my way to check money

Sunny day, fly nights, every day shining bright

White bitch, half black, right wrist, NASDAQ

Sick Wid It, that’s that, roll it up and pass that

Life is moving faster, heart is getting blacker

Climbing up the ladder, step by step, don’t slip

Rep my set, bitch, checks to get flex and whips

With the stick-shift, I ain’t trying to brag, but

I can’t lie I’m still hungry and greedy

And unsatisfied, trying for the platinum

With the beat bumping Droop-E on the way to smack something

And I hope I don’t get pulled over, marijuana aroma

, thought I told you we some soldiers

«Are you on parole?»

«No, sir.»

In it to win it, period, end of sentence

Come take it slow, in your fast ride

Stop up on the road, red lights in a long line

So kiss me baby, cause we got time

Smoking and riding, nigga, cause Livewire still mobbin'

We in the building, you niggas in apartments

Banger under my garment, make a nigga be quiet

all black tints,

She fuckin' with me, she might as well commit suicide

«Who am I?»

Just a little nigga on the paper chase

A.D.D., but money the only thing make me concentrate

Fucking with these haters, these haters they get deflated

If they was, they get paid to not participated

Pupils dilated, I ain’t smoking on that basic

Pretty black bitch, but she’s sucking like she Asian

I think her name was Malaysia, I met her in Malaysia

She was doing tricks, so she popped it for a player

Swag on point, never threw a dollar in the air

Fuck with the real, I put you on like a pill

Just a ghetto-ass nigga shining like I got a deal

Come take it slow, in your fast ride

Stop up on the road, red lights in a long line

So kiss me baby, cause we got time

In the traffic

In the traffic

In the traffic