Trail Lyrics

Honestly dating you is harder than it seems

And I'm highly sedated girl it's hard for me to think

And I'm just trying to make it out my small city

And I'm running away from all of my responsibility's

Drank to much don't give a fuck

Try your luck relying on trust

These haters they acting so tough

They act like they can't get touched

My stick don't stay in the glove compartment

Shoot up his whip reload the cartridge

Glock on my hip like I'm waiting for targets

Aye

It's raining bullets like it's thunder and hail

Sending money to my doggy in jail

I get money like I'm making a sale

Why you running boy you tucking your tail

Hollows track you like the mother fucking mail

I'm the hammer you the mother fucking nail

Watch me pull up in an Alfa Romeo

Turn that girl to a mother fucking snail

Leaving a trail yea

Feel like yeat with the bells yea

Keep a heat for the evil

I'ma send them all to fucking hell yea

She a bad bitch casting spells and I fell in love couldn't tell yea

Hella tragic when she finds out what's the cause of my death yea

Let him have it Semi automatic caught in traffic yea

He was with the guys they was never scared

Caught him by surprise led them to his lair

It's a decoy laying in the bed shot him in the body shot him in the head

Turn around it's a real gun

Shot him down and he's real done

Sorry buddy can't go out like that

Lot of money to be made right back

I ain't tryna catch a case like that

Tay-k do the race like laps

Hide the body in a lake that

Buy a rari next day type racks

Im a shooting star I been that

Ima spin back like a pinball match

Honestly dating you is harder than it seems

And I'm highly sedated girl it's hard for me to think

And I'm just trying to make it out my small city

And I'm running away from all of my responsibility's

Drank to much don't give a fuck

Try your luck relying on trust

These haters they acting so tough

They act like they can't get touched

My stick don't stay in the glove compartment

Shoot up his whip reload the cartridge

Glock on my hip like I'm waiting for targets

Aye

It's raining bullets like it's thunder and hail

Sending money to my doggy in jail

I get money like I'm making a sale

Why you running boy you tucking your tail

Hollows track you like the mother fucking mail

I'm the hammer you the mother fucking nail

Watch me pull up in an Alfa Romeo

Turn that girl to a mother fucking snail