Trained to Kill (Big Body Whip) lyrics

[Intro: Gunna & Future]
Yeah
(Wheezy outta here)

[Chorus: Gunna]
Big body whips, extended clip
Codeine to sip, Glock on my hip
My jeans are 2K, I shop at Phipps
You n*ggas delayed, I fly a Lear
Cop a new coupe, camera in the rear
We hit the trap, make a bird appear
When you a boss, you deserve a share
Came out the hood, we was trained to kill

[Verse 1: G Herbo]
My n*ggas ready, can't wait 'til you slip
Lay where you stay, they gon' wait 'til you dip
Run up an 80 and go take a trip
I'm in the A, Gunna pull up at Phipps
Might hit the strip club and spend a lil' grip
Snuck in this b*tch with like eight in the clip
My Glock tiny so I call it Tip
Throwin' up B's, but my pockets on Crip
Tell the bank I want the hundreds with strips
Told that b*tch I don't wanna hear nothin', just strip
Ain't tryna f*ck, don't want nothin' but the lip
Dip, get out my brib
I was in the hood on my way to the block
Hopin' they don't slide an hour before I get there
I had to walk with that lil' 25
And I've been paranoid, I'ma blow if I'm scared
Years went by, but I'm still shell shocked
I just got a 49, I'ma blow if I'm scared
Hollow knock out your hair, G-Fazo wearer
Balenci-er, got couple pair-er
Take your b*tch up off the Perc', I repair her
Told her to lease, I'ma ride Panamera
A team, been whippin' Benzes, S5s
Hop out the house with my hat to the left side
He comin' through this b*tch wrong
K c*ck his head to the right like it's sh*t to the West side
I'll start that cap, it's for Cap and free Left Eye
b*tch, I'm in my Biggie bag like Bed-Stuy
[Chorus: Gunna]
Big body whips, extended clips
Codeine to sip, Glock on my hip
My jeans are 2K, I shop at Fifth
You n*ggas delayed, I fly a Lear
Cop a new coupe, camera in the rear
We hit the trap, make a bird appear
When you a boss, you deserve a share
Came out the hood, we was trained to kill

[Verse 2: Gunna]
Yuh, pull up on Herbo, we coppin' this drip
VVS diamond my neck and my ear
Let these lil' n*ggas know that I can hear
Police want my prints like I'm walkin' through clear
Like magic, I'm makin' these dollars appear
Went through so much sh*t, I can't drop no more tears
In love with this money, don't care how you feel
Uh, uh, uh, uh, that b*tch keep tellin' me I need to chill
n*ggas be talkin' too much, I can tell
She ride that di*k like a Cadillac DeVille
I love the sound when I crack off a seal
Gave her 500 to clean off my nails
Yeah, you know real always f*ck with the real
And these fake pus*y n*ggas feel the shells
[Chorus: Gunna]
Big body whips, extended clips
Codeine to sip, Glock on my hip
My jeans are 2K, I shop at Fifth
You n*ggas delayed, I fly a Lear
Cop a new coupe, camera in the rear
We hit the trap, make a bird appear
When you a boss, you deserve a share
Came out the hood, we was trained to kill (Trained to kill)