Traffic lyrics

[Intro]
I was just toting them 40s wit Zulu in Traffic
I let em shoot if it's static
He tried to play on my name, I don't know what to say
But I think they lowkey say I clapped him
I'ma go slidin' wit Zu do a drill wit the K
And then go pick up Dimma from practice
I gotta pray that my n*ggas stay safe every day
Even though they never be lacking

[Verse 1]
Look
Aye, see I just be smoking to try to relax
He keep on saying my name all inside of them apps
That Choppa gone beat up his back
Rico concerned him with [?] cause of the way that he beating the pack
She got on her knees and I thought she ran with the boys
The way that she play with the sack
Parked up our coolers, and drop-tops
I call up Mats he gon spin on the opp block
b*tches stay on us, they stick like a magnet
'Cause they know we keep the metal like a chop shop
No, I ain’t talking no Raviolis when I open up the can turn your mans to lasagna
Dude-he got choppas singing like opera
Pop-out the bushes wit it like, "I gotchu"
You never had a lock-in every day that the action
Stuck in the hood where it's cracking
[Chorus]
He tried to play with my name I don't know what to say
But I think they lowkey say I clapped him
I gotta pray that my n*ggas stay safe every day
Even though they never be lacking
I'ma go slidin' with Zu, do a drill wit the K
And then go pick up Dimma from practice

[Verse 2]
Whoever said I was acting?
Go and listen to that b*tch if you want
Looking for guys to pull up to the front
I'm prolly posted up, our coolers with [?]
Let that n*gga front his move, he won't
I'm that n*gga that's gon shoot wit the pump
I'm that n*gga making moves with a skunk
I'm the n*gga them producers ain't want
But watch who you trust
Go get the drop windows tinted
You probably maneuvered a duck
f*ck all the shots and the rumors
We swappin' out shooters so much they be losing their guns
And dude, he got popped, and I really ain't want him to do it
I told him to shoot if want
c*ck it and blew it, my n*gga, my block game foolish
You knew that this ain't want you want
b*tch I'm the one
And I'm with some n*ggas that been with my n*ggas, since n*ggas was young
Play it, get hung
If I make a call then my shooter on top of the roof with a gun
And I ain't for nothin', these n*ggas just say they 'gon bring it
I promise that sh*t'll get bumped
n*ggas get snatched for a shooting
They say they ain't singing, but still, they get home in a month
[Outro]
See, I was just toting them 40s wit Zulu in Traffic
I let em shoot if it's static
He tried to play on my name, I don't know what to say
But I think they lowkey say I clapped him
I'ma go slidin' wit Zu do a drill wit the K
And then go pick up Dimma from practice
I gotta pray that my n*ggas stay safe every day
Even though they never be lacking