Trunk Fulla-Master p/Yo Gotti/Krazy

Feat. Master P (Hook x2) A wrist full of rings, full of checks, full of ice And a B***h in a rental with a trunk full of white Wrist full of rings, full of checks, full of ice And a B***h in a rental with a trunk full of white (Verse) 1000 grams, I done flipped it to a mill And my n***a lookin crazy cus he gone off them pills And my belt buckle say Versace 2 bundles in my waistline, hope the feds don’t stop me On the freeway in that new Bentley truck Following me 2 bad B*****s in that f**kin rental truck Told em meet me when they touchdown Break it up, bust it down Throw it in the air, drew breeze, it’s a touchdown I don’t give a f**k, money by the gallons Yea, I’m a rich nigga, I only f**k with stallions Ice cream man with the snow white ghost No limit in this bitch, throw it up and let it go (Hook x2) A wrist full of rings, full of checks, full of ice And a B***h in a rental with a trunk full of white Wrist full of rings, full of checks, full of ice And a B***h in a rental with a trunk full of white (Verse) Dope boy shit, real n***a anthem Mr Mr I am, street niggas stamped him Know what that mean, he official then Ay bay bay, handclap, I’m going in I don’t give a f**k what niggas say, I get my grind on I don’t need security in the club, I got my 9 on White phantom, white 6’s, get my shine on Bitches play them games but B*****s know my mind strong Wrist full of rings, full of VVS ones In the club these G’s spendin racks and rolls A wrist full of rings, full of checks, full of ice Wrist full of rings, full of checks, full of ice A wrist full of rings, full of checks, full of ice And a B***h in a rental with a trunk full of white (Verse) Last year I couldn’t make it rain Do it bad, money tight Pull up in that Maybach, all black with the gold stripes Cold game, I did time Project my bloodline Thinkin bout my dog C, hopin he get free time Me and P, we ball out Dream field, we fall out You a bad chick with a fowl mouth I buy that mall out Downtown I carry that 3 to life, I married that Used to be a real nigga Now you just a real rat On that highway with that real white Some of yall just studios That’s Yo Gotti and Young Jeezy, Real hustlers know how it go Sellin raw d**e in a raw game Killers come, they bust brain Got 50 bricks, ain’t no dummy Johnny Depp, blow money (Hook x2) A wrist full of rings, full of checks, full of ice And a B***h in a rental with a trunk full of white Wrist full of rings, full of checks, full of ice And a B***h in a rental with a trunk full of white