Trap (Feat. Gino Green)-J-Kwon

Trap (Feat. Gino Green) - J-Kwon [Intro] I went over to her house on Sunday morning. Her moms had just gone to church... [Hook] Drive slow homie, drive slow Drive slow homie, drive slow Drive slow homie, drive slow Sh*t, my eyes low [Verse 1] It's only one way this can work out Drop down, I'mma give you twenty if you scurred out You scurred now, call me the drill sergeant Charge in the apartment like a charger compartment I'm in the walls now, I'm wired up So now the higher up is trying to quiet us, uh Smoking on land, lord I light it up Just gettin fired up, now she coming like a fire truck She threw the towel in, score for me oh for she Cause she keep howlin' we showdown like shaolin Slow down for an hour then, sink it deep into the shallow end How you like beef girl? Keep swallowing Your food, I'm following your mood and it's blue and me too But I can't lie like I blew this green on you I blew it on the purple fume and I know I read your mind, right You're bright, you want green of all types like limelight Balance is the kiwi fused in the tunes Third eye sight, she rodent the car with three blind mice They chase cheese and don't think twice And for that, some niggas in the cut get sliced, she looking back Now, cause she ain't met a ni**a as real in the back Down as shack she throw it back for that, willingly She hope I catch children But the mag sheilding, in other words I wrap feelings Yeah Joey that cat killin', villain I capture the cat in the trap, a door she sealing From sicilians to Miss Millins, to miss missin' (x2) I keep it lit till I'm burnt out Could tell a chick bye look at how she turned out (x4)