TRAFFIC Lyrics

I'll be out in traffic, yeah Fresh up out the plastic, yeah

I'll be out in traffic, yeah I want it, I need it, I have it, yeah

Big dog moving through traffic Hang up when I'm here in static

I want it, I need it, I have it I'm starting to feel like an addict

Look, I'm not gonna play about me I flip over shit, not talking gymnastics

You looking for something to see You making a scene, I'm ready for action

Look, baby, come roll my weed I'm thinking about Hef, I lowered his casket

Baby, you know what I need Get on your knees and do it with passion

Come have sex with me, respectfully baby, I'm maxing

Don't call me Ro, better call me King The staff was calling me Jackson

You looking for E's, you looking for food I find it just know that I'm taxing

Uncle Sam, nigga, I'm taxing You already know what's happening

You already know what the deal is Somebody better come film this

Few of my niggas is dead and gone When I turn this on, I hope they feel it

I stand on principle morals, yeah I always suffered from realness

I'm usually calm and cool for little Abdul, I'm hitting the kill switch

Shorty was bad as fuck, she really a munch not nothing to build with

Just one of my exes, G went to Texas I told him I'm really the trillest

I'm not gonna lie, right-hand to God, amen man, I need me a witness

My homie just finished his sentence Now we can talk about business, call my phone

Just call my phone

Hello? I be out in traffic, yeah

Fresh up out the plastic, yeah I be out in traffic, yeah

I want it, I need it, I have it, yeah

Big dog, homie, don't trash me I'm out here ready

I want it, I need it, I have it I'm starting to feel like a baddie

I'm a bad boy, but I'm ready I'm from Washington, I'm talking to the basics

I'm just on the scene, I can see I'm ready for action

Call my phone

Just call my phone

Call my phone

Just call my phone

Hello