Yung Joc - Might As Well lyrics

Might as well, might as well, might as well Trap stupid (boy you comin through) Club jumpin (boy you comin through) My girlfriend say she ain't wanna f** with you Say whaaaaaa Paint the chevy, throw some rims on it too Roll a blunt for me, and roll one for you f** with me, you're f**in with the whole crew Say whattttt (might, might, might as well) Joc eyeball the purp, I don't need no scale Got a real trap house, and real clientele Buy 72, the biggest motor chevy made Built 7 on the horses, real heavy weight I get head then cake, everyday my birthday Birthday s** with your b**h, f** her everyway Bought to mount it up, goin throw them 30's on it Paint stupid wet, boy i put my ladies on it Im a guap boy, body all mugged up Tryin to be a hot boy, get your body ___ In high school I brought j**els for show and tell Oh well I'm fly as hell, might as well Trap stupid (boy you comin through) Club jumpin (boy you comin through) My girlfriend say she ain't wanna f** with you Say whaaaaaa Paint the chevy, throw some rims on it too Roll a blunt for me, and roll one for you f** with me, you're f**in with the whole crew Say whattttt Smash that, make you tires scream like a choir Stare at me with bu*terflys like mariah I bought them all, and all the tires I desire Swag team I started my own empire 3 strikes and the judge be the umpire So i do my dirty night like a vampire I aim higher than you could put your lighters I hope you got heat, my whole team fire fighters My sway make your granny wet, make you change her diapers The b**h that you with...pshhh I one night her Rowdy rowdy typer, that boy ring bells Beat that n***a til he swells, might as well Trap stupid (boy you comin through) Club jumpin (boy you comin through) My girlfriend say she ain't wanna f** with you Say whaaaaaa Paint the chevy, throw some rims on it too Roll a blunt for me, and roll one for you f** with me, you're f**in with the whole crew Say whattttt My last ten dollars, Ima spend it on the kush Obama, middle fingers up the bush Nothin in my face, b**h i might mush Cuz of your shades, fresh fade, make em look Ima rep my city Crawlin out the chevy, what you sittin on Oh halle berry I wanna take her home Trap stupid (boy you comin through) Club jumpin (boy you comin through) My girlfriend say she ain't wanna f** with you Say whaaaaaa Paint the chevy, throw some rims on it too Roll a blunt for me, and roll one for you f** with me, you're f**in with the whole crew Say whattttt