trunk lyrics
by otuka
Lyrics from "hold on, we're almost there."
[Intro]
It's the vanishing act, who the f*ck are you?
[Verse]
I'm in Detroit now it's full of money (This Chicago, n*gga)
I used to pray for times like this
sh*t, I always knew it was coming
You almost had it, times like this
f*ck it, you chose to move like a dummy
I don't even know what the f*ck goin' on in your head
I can't believe you was above me, huh