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Correct Trained To Kill (Big Body Whip) Lyrics
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Correct Trained To Kill (Big Body Whip)
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[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 niggas 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 niggas 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 bitch 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 bitch I don't wanna hear nothin', just strip Ain't tryna fuck, 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 bitch 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 bitch wrong K cock his head to the right like it's shit to the West side I'll start that cap, it's for Cap and free Left Eye Bitch, 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 niggas 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' niggas 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 shit, I can't drop no more tears In love with this money, don't care how you feel Uh, uh, uh, uh, that bitch keep tellin' me I need to chill Niggas be talkin' too much, I can tell She ride that dick 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 fuck with the real And these fake pussy niggas 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 niggas 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)
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