Pop Yo Trunk Slim Guerilla

[Chorus]
Pop yo trunk on a bitch, man fuck that hoe
Pop yo trunk on a bitch, man fuck that hoe
Pop yo trunk on a bitch, man fuck that hoe
Pop yo trunk on a bitch, man fuck that hoe
Pop yo trunk on a bitch, man fuck that hoe
Pop yo trunk on a bitch, man fuck that hoe
Pop yo trunk on a bitch, man fuck that hoe
Pop yo trunk on a bitch, man fuck that hoe

[Verse]
Pop yo trunk on that motherfucking bitch
You know her slutty ass ain't talking bout no shit
Just trying to dig in yo pockets, just trying to make it out
Fuck that hoe, leave that bitch in a ditch and a drought
You know what it is, it's that Cadillac phonk
My niggas is blasting they shit out they damn trunk
This that pimp shit, that damn Raider shit
And you know my niggas out there, they trying to get it
They staying with it, you already know what it is
My niggas out there handling that fucking biz
These bitches always claiming, they wanna hold a nigga down
But then later on they wanna fuck up yo pimping style
That's why I move around, stay focused on me
Worry about the Raider Klan and SG
Slim Guerilla man I keep it trill for my niggas riding in them Batmobiles
The Batmobiles, I mean them Cadillacs
And this is for my niggas out there holding them damn stacks
B R motherfucking K, southern phonk
It's for them niggas blasting shit up out they trunk