thumbin' - j1hunnit, g.t. & certified trapper lyrics
[intro: g.t.]
ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah (yo, zwerega, you so icy)
[verse 1: g.t.]
yeah, walk in this b*tch with all blue hundreds
so iced up and the b*tch wanna f*ck on me, trapper in the real [?]
your b*tch hit me up to get d*ck in her stomach
hoppin’ off a jet, i ain’t got no luggage
just made a play, got wriaths on wraiths on wraiths, i’m sittin’ back thumbin’ in public
told a b*tch she gotta throw it back if she think she gettin’ some money
yeah, i’m geekin’, my shades on, it ain’t just sunny
don’t pull that sh*t out if it ain’t over twenty
man, the b*tch’ll get blessed like a church on sunday
i rock with some sh*t that be on the runway
n*gga play tough, we all on gunplay
n*gga, we all likе to serve with the onе*way
when i was broke, i ain’t even trip, i knew that i’d boss up one day
and every n*gga in my clique eatin’, i ain’t greedy, we all ate
[verse 2: certified trapper]
lil’ broke boy say he don’t like me, whole time n*gga know i’m f*ckin’ his b*tch
hop right out, got a burst on the chop, when it shoot four times, you ain’t duckin’ this b*tch
ain’t no plug, i ain’t sayin’ no names, yeah, throw you a brick
real n*gga like me’ll take you in the kitchen, show you the mix
get out a bone, sold ten, more tip, they’re ready to blitz
[verse 3: j1hunnit]
broke*ass n*ggas be makin’ me sick
i need me a hot*ass soup with some vicks
think that i got a lil’ attitude problem, i walk in my closet, i’m throwin’ a ‘fit
i’ma probably nut if you keep pullin’ d*ck
tasha make management, show up in rick
when i walk in the room, n*ggas tuckin’ they chick
when i’m walk in the room, i’m tuckin’ a bl!ck
long as you drivin’, i’m payin’ your rent
we in the sticks, i ain’t pitchin’ a tent
i’m turnin’ around in a rental with tint
all of these crosses, i need to repent
all of this pape’ make a woman submit
pop ain’t settin’, it’s makin’ ’em squint
got me a ten and i ran to the country and ever since then, i’ve been runnin’ and runnin’
hittin’ your b*tch from the back and i’m pullin’ her tracks, she hollerin’, “i’m cummin’, i’m cummin'”
how i maneuver, i’m huggin’ a b*tch
siberia, i ain’t even cold as a b*tch
bacteria, remix the soda with tris
superior to these lil’ n*ggas, they p*ssed
who the f*ck labeled you boss? you a b*tch
i’m leavin’ as soon as the trayline hitch
n*gga
mmm, i’ll never lose hope in my wrist
i ain’t never been scared of a risk
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