Speed Trap Boldy James & The Alchemist

[Intro]
Where we at?
Bo Jack

[Verse 1]
Used to hit the road long before the MapQuest
Plug on them bricks and bowls gave me all access
Bust white gold Dweller, blew a fat check (Skrrt, skrrt)
Neighborhood wholesaler, fuck who rap best (Where we at?)
I could sell dope better, make a pack stretch (Uh)
Motherfuck a Coachella, this a trap fest (You know it)
.227 with the beam, got it modified
Never really cared about a stream or a Spotify (Bo Jackson)
Flyin' to McNichols, arm out thе window
Rose gold patty cake lookin' like a bloody nickеl (Six four)
Firin' up the Zittles, peanut butter brittle
Got your baby mama in the kitchen heatin' up the vittles (Rerock)
Kept my hands dirty ever since we was little
Big thirty on me, quick to slide with that Kerry Kittles (Baow)
Iced up on the dyke broad, shake somethin'
All white buffs lookin' like a Motrin 800

[Chorus]
Let your seat back (Uh)
Put your seatbelt on and just relax, we sittin' on a G pack
Off of the drank, took three naps
Watchin' out for the highway patrolmen and them speed traps