Street Wiz - In My Trans-Am lyrics

Get high on my days man, yeah [Hook] My top off while I'm getting cheese It's swag sh**, no wonder why these b**hes in my jeans I'm just blowing on the grind, blow it, put it in the breeze I'm smashin, as in my trans-am you know what it is High fashion, that be the ladies ...sleeves They say I'm meant for louie stores and stripes all on my team It's established, these b**hes say they see us in they dreams Just imagine, she say she was comin and this n***a she the baddest Think I ever had on side of me that I been tagging I said that you can't get enough of me, she went to laughing Put it down, she know I put it down it ain't no practice p**y just be coming nothing else when I'm in backin Guess that's why she said that I'ma come when I'm in action She say that I seem to give her all that satisfaction sponsored links On my grind, you know I'm on my grind it ain't no lackin Look I'm a pimp or better yet a mac like I'm just swagging [Hook] x 2 My top off while I'm getting cheese It's swag sh**, no wonder why these b**hes in my jeans I'm just blowing on the grind, blow it, put it in the breeze I'm smashin, as in my trans-am you know what it is I switch it up and then ditch sh** out, I'm talking rap sh** In the cut, located in the salt, I'm on my trap shift Rubber bands, I'm out of duffle bags so you just stackin Smokin out till I'm in wonderland, it's just a habit I'm in my jet, you know I'm from the set We gots to have it Smokin frutty, we roll up a dub that's on the average Poppin tags, we just clockin fast on that mike sh** All around the world, and bring it back, that's on my flight tip Steady runnin I'm just steady hustlin on my back flip When I get it drop my people holdin ain't no textin Cause it ain't nothing but the money And if you ain't getting it, then ain't a damn thang funny I got cousins in the slammer, know that they depending on me Put the weight behind my back and when I'm blazin get to huntin I'm just comin for the prey, you know my n***as we be hungry Got a lot upon my plate, so I stay focused on the hundreds [Hook] x 2 My top off while I'm getting cheese It's swag sh**, no wonder why these b**hes in my jeans I'm just blowing on the grind, blow it, put it in the breeze I'm smashin, as in my trans-am you know what it is.