Trae Tha Truth - I'm a Asshole lyrics

(*talking*) Yeah you already know, this Trae mayn a**hole By Nature, Slow Loud And Bangin' Doing my motherf**ing thang, feel what I'm saying This here, for my motherf**ing gangstas My Crips my Bloods my folks, thugs Whatever the f**, you wanna call it We gon get this b**h wired up Get to slapping the sh**, out somebody [Trae] I come around the corner, like Jordan in '87 Bailing on 23 inches, and holding for all my felons Me and lil' bro, been the heat of the West I got these n***as off the chain, cause I'm the Truth of the West With a black on black, in back of the back of it with they scope 24 plus strap, cause these n***as know how it go You see this year I got the music, that'll go get these n***as fired and wired up Whooping n***as for days, and they ain't chunking they side up Have these n***as on Anthem, about to start em a riot up Loading and busting some'ing, that'll be f**ing your hide up My drop be dyed up, the same color as Hoovers With a houpe a couple cars behind, with gorillas packing rugers I know these b**hes wanna stop us, but I fly right past em With the left dropped and the right co*ked, jamming that S.L.A.B. "The Anthem" They been waiting so I'ma grant tem, with Z-Ro in a Phantom This here be a**holes b**h, and we can click on the random [Hook] I'm a a**hole I'm a motherf**ing a**hole b**h, I'm a motherf**ing a**hole I'm a motherf**ing a**hole [Jay'Ton] Who the f** is Joe Boy Alleycat, b**h where your mama at You better fall back, 'fore she end up in all black I'm never caught slipping, wood grain gripping Still Hoover Cripping, fin to leave your whip flipping I'm scooting up the block, with my locs and twin gats Some of my dogs flame, but I promise they bring cash It's Jay'Ton b**h, and I'm exposing all rats Running with twelve pounds, hit the wood and I bounce back Now, show me where your heart at cuz Cause I'll put into drama, where it start at cuz n***as ain't even a threat, so I'm checking em off And pick that b**h up off the ground and kiss the dust in her mouth cause I'm a a**hole [W.G.] I'm so gangsta, flipping in my suicide brougham It's Dub G from A.B.N., packing on chrome I done waited my time, I'm sitting back on the scenes Got everybody, wondering what all that red means Stop hating me b**h, not from Sunnyside but I'll check a ho With a co*ked fo'-fo', in a fo' do' I ain't tripping, but what I got waiting in the back Will raise the back of, any n***a that's a Silverback You wanna know, why we lean so much Cause grey Screw tapes and red cars, and that purple stuff And I've been known to send shots your way We gon rep the Southwest, and hold it down for Grey [Boss] Boss in a Regal that's black, I got Blood in the back Ready to pump the right side of that Lumina, so let it crack cuz Cuz what it is, what it was f** the fuzz send a slug and put that n***a in the dust cuz I'm from the H mayn, k**ers hopping gates mayn Bossing on n***as, got us where we standing today mayn When my finger split that thumb, you better run I got thirteen TTP's, PVL's with guns n***as head hunting, we taking souls from n***as set fronting First time we said we wanted one, y'all n***as ain't said nothing HGC gon start bucking, f**ing with my cousin I'ma kit-katting and cutting, and if a crisis come I'm dumping [Hook]