[Verse 1]
Yo b**h ain't worth loose change n***a
My flow Saddam Hussein n***a
I might just f** two dames n***a
One thing I don't know your boo name n***a
I pulled up at the blue flame with her
I want me a black Mulsanne n***a
Give a f** bout you, you a lame n***a
Walked in no shirt 2 Chainz n***a
Right now i'm feeling like two chains n***a
Pipe down before my whole crew swing n***a
My crew just like Wu-Tang n***a
Them folks saying "Joye you changed n***a"
[Chorus]
Dabbin' In Traffic
Dabbin' In Traffic
Young n***a Dabbin' In Traffic
b**h i'm Dabbin' In Traffic
Dabbin' In Traffic
Dabbin' In Traffic
WHOA
[Verse 2]
Spent racks just on one watch n***a
My best friend the plug come shop n***a
I just left out the gun shop n***a
Bought two big straps one Glock n***a
Lotta bankrolls in a lunchbox n***a
b**h s** me like a bomb pop n***a
I'm Joye and i'm a rich young hot n***a
They said you only get one shot n***a
That's cool, Ill let off one shot n***a
In college park feeling like Yung Joc n***a
Top drop imma need sunblock n***a
Hell yea Hell yea i'm a hot n***a
[Chorus]
Dabbin' In Traffic
Dabbin' In Traffic
Young n***a Dabbin' In Traffic
b**h i'm Dabbin' In Traffic
Dabbin' In Traffic
Dabbin' In Traffic
WHOA
Dabbin' In Traffic
Dabbin' In Traffic
Young n***a Dabbin' In Traffic
b**h i'm Dabbin' In Traffic
Dabbin' In Traffic
Dabbin' In Traffic
[Verse 3]
4 hoes and its just me and goose n***a
Hell yea n***a went and got a coupe n***a
Like a brand new puppy no roof n***a
I'm sick might need a lot of soup n***a
I'm dabbing in my new Prada suit n***a
I can rap and show you how to hoop n***a
f** y'all, Y'all know i'm a real n***a
This sh** right here not Hilfiger
I still don't give a f** about a deal n***a
Your b**h ain't bad but ill still hit her
Y'all need to chill n***a
My neck and my wrist is on n***a
[Muted Chorus]
Dabbin' In Traffic
Dabbin' In Traffic
Young n***a Dabbin' In Traffic
b**h i'm Dabbin' In Traffic
Dabbin' In Traffic
Dabbin' In Traffic
WHOA
[Verse 4]
I got something for your b**h to feel n***a
I ball fresh prince Uncle Phil n***a
I ball just like Dr. Phil n***a
f** 12 all they want to do is k** n***as
My mamma still stay on Adamsville n***a
No no no no i'm for real n***a
She want a whole lot of green like a dill pickle
f** that if you ain't money won't deal with you
Your pack a'int loud boy
Pa** your broad to my boy cause he'll flip her
When i'm f**ed up might just spill liquor
If i take a n***a b**h then he'll miss her
[Chorus]
Dabbin' In Traffic
Dabbin' In Traffic
Young n***a Dabbin' In Traffic
b**h i'm Dabbin' In Traffic
Dabbin' In Traffic
Dabbin' In Traffic
WHOA
Dabbin' In Traffic
Dabbin' In Traffic
Young n***a Dabbin' In Traffic
b**h i'm Dabbin' In Traffic
Dabbin' In Traffic
Dabbin' In Traffic
WHOA
(Dabbin' In Traffic b**h)
[Outro]
Now that i'm feeling this cash
I walk in the building and dab
The ceiling i'm peeling it back
Now that i'm feeling relaxed
My diamonds is chill and they black
How is you feeling that [?]
I'm rhyming for real and its facts
Made a k**ing i'm chilling with racks
My b**h is Brazilian and bad
Try me a mill and get smashed
Walk in the building in dab