Traction Lyrics – SahBabii
Go ‘head
(You know I’m ***’ over it)
Say it right here
Hey, eee
Yeah
Slime
So many bullets and we gotta use ’em
Them niggas try pull it, you gone to the fullest
That ***’s a groupie, pulled off on a shooter
And he said he had a full clip, yeah
Fast reactions, closest strap, I’m grab it
***, I get active
They count dropping, he’s attracting (***)
*** you niggas mean? It’s some traction (***)
Who the *** y’all niggas whackin’? (***)
Niggas lookin’ dumb, start preachin’ that black *** (***)
I value my brothers, we sending off crackheads
So much murders, they bringin’ them hounds in
He flexin’ money, I know that them pounds in
He said he got sauce, now he want some thousands
My *** said he might rob him, take him down then
Them niggas ***, they not gon’ retaliate
Step on a *** and send him a smiley face
Beat a *** ass and check every pocket
They say try it before you knock it
***, try me, he get hit with the blaow
Yeah, *** niggas, we gon’ come out the cut
If his *** thick, she get shot in the butt
*** in the Glock, we ain’t showin’ no love
Let off ten shots, I don’t ride with a dub
Thirty-eight, that’s a snub my UGGs
Traction (Traction), traction (Traction), traction (Traction)
Traction (Traction), what?
You say niggas want some traction?
Traction (Traction), traction (Traction), traction (Traction)
Traction (Traction), what?
You say niggas want some traction?
I’m in this *** with more sticks than a pawn shop (Sticks than a pawn shop), yeah
Don’t send no goofies to slide, you gon’ get your pawn shot (Gon’ get your pawn shot, he’s dead)
As long as they on the block, we gon’ spin that *** nonstop (Spin that *** nonstop, yeah)
Bombaclat, *** boy, we want smoke like a rasta (Yeah, grr)
Thought the pain’ll go away, but it got sharper (But it got sharper)
Bring your *** in, we gon’ injure the starters (Injure the starters)
This that real jungle ***, we don’t listen to farmers (Listen to farmers, yeah)
I only want the bullets that go through the armor (That go through the armor)
Baby Glock, hold that *** in my armpit (*** in my armpit)
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee, we came through swarmin’ (Bow, bow, bow, bow)
I got my own religion, might *** around start a army, yeah (Start a army)
And I ride with that *** that make cars start alarming (Start alarming)