Tricken Every Car I Get Trae tha Truth (Ft. Boosie Badazz & Future)

[Intro: Future]
(League of Starz...Sorry Jaynari)
Switch that up, you hear me?

[Chorus: Future]
I chopped the top off a hard top
I trick the interior out with mink
Then I add the shoes on the feet (Easy)
You can hear my car comin' up the street
I'm tricken every single car I get (Woo, woo, woo)
I'm tricken every single car I get
I'm tricken every single car I get
I'm tricken every single car I get

[Verse 1: Trae Tha Truth]
Chea, nightrider in the black Rolls, tell 'em I'm trippin'
On top of glass, covered in black, tell 'em I'm tippin'
Losing control, I'm lane to lane, you would swear I was slippin'
Prolly cause I told Edgar to spray 'em til he drippin'
Now paint wet, your bitch wetter
Got diamonds flooding my necklace
Gettin' head shots, I called that murder
Cause they ridin' slow like it's Texas
Got a attitude that don't give a fuck
Above 50 plus when I jet this
Lil test drive, I let her go out
Know I bet you hate that she meet this
I flex and pull these lights out
This mouthpiece I got iced out
I'm tricky bitch I'm racked up
Be damned if I get priced out
This haters ain't gon' say shit
They do, they gon' get wiped out
Do my donuts in broad day
Full speedin' with all my pipes out