Heavy N Da Trunk Tha God Fahim & Jay NiCE

[Intro: Jay NiCE]
You niggas is in trouble now (Bah)
I just copped a grown panther, cash, nigga (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
Niggas lookin' light in the ass (Grr)
Uh, uh

[Chorus: Jay NiCE]
A hundred niggas with me and we on the hunt (We on the hunt)
Runnin' through your city with a ton of funk (Yeah-yeah)
Attitude is shitty and we come to dump (Yeah-yeah)
We heavy in the trunk, heavy in the trunk

[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
It's nothin' personal, it's strictly 'bout the revenue, uh-huh
Got deals comin' in by the several, uh-huh
No chill, me and microphones is marital
I hit the rap game with the Walls of Jericho (Woo)
Started as a small fish, evolved into a Gyarados
Fah got game like Doc J with thе aerials
Uh, I'm aimin' for the max contract
Need NBA salary, had to get thе contact

[Verse 2: Jay NiCE]
Uh (Yeah-yeah)
This ain't what you want, strictly for my dumps
760 on the Dunks, I ain't give a fuck (Naw)
It's High Fashion FLAiR, cop my bitch a pump (Right)
Catch a hater with a punch, have 'em missin' fronts (Ha)
My Spanish bitch makin' me birria tacos (Thank you)
Extra sauce, please, you can keep the nachos
Keep it calm, bro - you don't want no beef, and I know (Uh-uh)
Them shots'll make you go on 'n raise up like Petey Pablo (Fafafa)
Sleep'll follow, then a RIP'll follow (Right)
Freaky side hoes, always sayin', "He's so macho" (Right)
M-O-N-E-Y over hoes and that be the motto
Duke fly, in his prime, I could beat Camacho (Uh-huh)
Then sweep Apollo, hollow heads inside the nozzle
Cock the lead, no need for squabbles when they witness these debacles (Yeah-yeah)
You puttin' reggie in the blunt, I'm every bit of Runts
These niggas never want no smoke, we heavy in the trunk