D. Savage – Stick n the Trunk Lyrics

 

Stick n the Trunk Lyrics D. Savage

Stick n the Trunk Lyrics

 

Stick n the Trunk Lyrics by D. Savage (feat. Lil Gnar)

 

Stick in the trunk, I got a stick in the trunk, ay

Ride with a pump, came with a shotty, I ride with a pump
Say that it’s up, I call my hittas and we pullin’ up
I get him jumped, hang with the opps and then you gettin’ stumped
We ain’t lackin’ bitch, what do you mean?
Every one of my n***** on go
I’ve pend ten thousand just sippin’ on lean
Smokin’ weed, gettin’ head
Ride around gettin’ bread, still run from the feds
Don’t care what you say ’cause I’m still gettin’ paid

No, I don’t care what you said
All of my n*****, they ride with the lead
You talkin’ slick we gon’ slide like a sled
I got a Glocky and painted it red
Got ya bitch in the bed
She givin’ me head, finna bust on her leg, dig
Chanel in the mirror my body
Slide through the projects and dap up my partners
Free all the guys man, I got ’em I promise
Please do not test me, you don’t want any problems
I wife a virgin, I don’t gotta copy
Call up some thotties and tell ’em, “Get topless”
Smokin’ on gas and it smell like a mosh pit
Double R truck like I’m drivin’ a tractor

Stick in the trunk, I got a stick in the trunk ay
Ride with a pump, came with a shotty, I ride with a pump
Say that it’s up, I call my hittas and we pullin’ up
I get him jumped, hang with the opps and then you gettin’ stumped
We ain’t lackin’ bitch, what do you mean?
Every one of my n***** on go
I spend ten thousand just sippin’ on lean
Smokin’ weed, gettin’ head
Ride around gettin’ bread, still run from the feds
Don’t care what you say ’cause I’m still gettin’ paid

I get it turnt up, I get it lit
Time to go brazy, I’m poppin’ my shit
Walk down gang, I’ma bust off the rip
I want hundreds of millions, that’s it
I hit up metro and order a zip
She suckin’ dick in the back of the whip
Get in that pussy, I’m lovin’ the grip
These hoes want dick and some money that’s it
Got hoes and boes and all kind of bricks
I beat up the pot when I’m twerkin’ my wrist
Flex so hard, got shit on a bitch
I’m so raw, they feelin’ this shit
I got ya opp and I’m makin’ him strip
If she a groupie, I’m sellin’ yo bitch
Servin’ that dog, ride around with that pit
Wonderin’ why got a chop on my life

Stick in the trunk, I got a stick in the trunk, ay
Ride with a pump, came with a shotty, I ride with a pump
Say that it’s up, I call my hittas and we pullin’ up
I get him jumped, hang with the opps and then you gettin’ stumped
We ain’t lackin’ bitch, what do you mean?
Every one of my n***** on go
I spend ten thousand just sippin’ on lean
Smokin’ weed, gettin’ head
Ride around gettin’ bread, still run from the feds
Don’t care what you say ’cause I’m still gettin’ paid