Trayvon lyrics

[Intro]
Gudda Tay on every beat, n*gga

[Chorus]
I put the hood on, now I feel like Trayvon
Lot of sh*t been goin' on, problems piling by the ton
Percocet sittin' on my tongue
Met her, first day f*cked her tongue
Pocket full of hunduns
Ooh, girl, they got gun guns
Keep that sh*t a hundred, we too solid, ain't no fakin' now
I know n*ggas, they went broke, and now they waitin' on me to fall
Huh, hold up, b*tch, yeah, what they really on?
They not crazy, they know better, I'll really get 'em gone

[Verse 1]
I get 'em gone
Whole 1'5, 1017, that money long
I'm still ridin' for my n*ggas if they wrong
I stay down, my money long
b*tch, I'm flier than a drone
I get high, stay in my zone
My b*tch alone and she mad I ain't even came home
OG gave me game, then I ran with it
All these hundreds, sh*t not counterfeited
Goin' big, got the project with me
Got that 40 with me when I rock my hoodie
[Chorus]
I put the hood on, now I feel like Trayvon
Lot of sh*t been goin' on, problems piling by the ton
Percocet sittin' on my tongue
Met her, first day f*cked her tongue
Pocket full of hunduns
Ooh, girl, they got gun guns
Keep that sh*t a hundred, we too solid, ain't no fakin' now
I know n*ggas, they went broke, and now they waitin' on me to fall
Huh, hold up, b*tch, yeah, what they really on?
They not crazy, they know better, I'll really get 'em gone

[Verse 2]
I put the hood on, I feel like Trayvon
My young n*ggas kill for fun just like Jamaican
When I start gettin' money, them n*ggas start hatin'
But f*ck 'em, I been goin' way up, ain't got no time to lay up
f*ck her with my gun gun, my bankroll got them hunduns
Lil' b*tch tryna hold somethin', so I f*cked her whole tongue
Keep that sh*t one hundred, I can't change on my dawgs now
Everything I got came out the mud, f*ck a mall, we gon' ball

[Chorus]
I put the hood on, now I feel like Trayvon
Lot of sh*t been goin' on, problems piling by the ton
Percocet sittin' on my tongue
Met her, first day f*cked her tongue
Pocket full of hunduns
Ooh, girl, they got gun guns
Keep that sh*t a hundred, we too solid, ain't no fakin' now
I know n*ggas, they went broke, and now they waitin' on me to fall
Huh, hold up, b*tch, yeah, what they really on?
They not crazy, they know better, I'll really get 'em gone