Trabajarie - Percussion (feat. Binky & LuhkZay) Lyrics

Wit a dum and a stick
Hella bands making noise wit yo bih
50 round i wont need em i won't miss
AR shooting out the red hollow tips
Wit a dum and a stick
Hella bands making noise wit yo bih
50 round i wont need em i won't miss
AR shooting out the red hollow tips
Glock 45 in the poultrygeist, We be on the block shooting all the dice
Semi or a glock what im feeling like Two tone on my wrist this that patek life
You can get scavenged or nigga you can get ate
Had to put that pussy nigga right there on a plate, I run up bands im in shape
I flew a vibe to LA, I won't talk to the jakes, I'm leaving without a trace
Ain't no trab ain't no case, I get gone did the race
Can't catch me in first place, Big racks im leaving the chase
Don't make me shoot up ya spot, Watch how we airing it out
We was stuck in the drought until i hopped off the couch
Wit a dum and a stick
Hella bands making noise wit yo bih
50 round i wont need em i won't miss
AR shooting out the red hollow tips
Wit a dum and a stick
Hella bands making noise wit yo bih
50 round i wont need em i won't miss
AR shooting out the red hollow tips
Flip flops crop top man that hoe a thot
If i push up on that hoe she goin gimmie slop
New watch big glock imma air it out
When im selling all this dope it be the feds out
I'm just tryna make a mother f*cking band now
F*cking on yo thot she saying she a fan now
Super Saiyan all you niggas ain't no Bandai
Rackies in my f*cking hands and my pants now
Smoke, smoke nigga smoking outta russian
Russian cream nigga gas what im puffing
Like big worm imma pull up get to bussin
Spin around the block splashing like tim duncan
Wit a dum and a stick
Hella bands making noise wit yo bih
50 round i wont need em i won't miss
AR shooting out the red hollow tips
Wit a dum and a stick
Hella bands making noise wit yo bih
50 round i wont need em i won't miss
AR shooting out the red hollow tips
Look, Everybody kno these VVs on me drip
Gotta glock extension came wit a big dick
Ian worried bout an opp cause they don't be up on shit
All these niggas do is talk behind my back and then they click
Ian worried bout these niggas you ain't really from the street
I'm lil twin from the 9 boy you know i got the heat
When im shooting at the opps automatic like repeat
Ian aiming for yo feet boy im aiming at yo chest
Boy im shooting through that nigga bullet proof vest
You be talking all that gangster shit you never pressed
I be walking wit them 30s and them kiltechs, Shoot a nigga wit a drac
It's goin send his ass to hell to meet lil dake
Wit a dum and a stick
Hella bands making noise wit yo bih
50 round i wont need em i won't miss
AR shooting out the red hollow tips
Wit a dum and a stick
Hella bands making noise wit yo bih
50 round i wont need em i won't miss
AR shooting out the red hollow tips