Open Up tha Trunk - Trae Tha Truth

Open up the trunk, see the way we hit the brakes

'Cause you love the way you wait, wait

Open up the trunk, see the way we hit the brakes

'Cause you love the way you wait, wait

Open up the trunk, see the way we hit the brakes

'Cause you love the way you wait, wait

Open up the trunk, see the way we hit the brakes

'Cause you love the way you wait, wait

Yeah, that rate I’m gonna get my respect

Any nigga that run up on me get the whip

You don’t get it from the hands, you get it from the tip

Guaranteed I’m a win, place your bet

If you wait for the trap pound for pound

Pull the slab out the shop, you bound to drown

When the club raised up I’m bound to clown

Put a price on your head and calm you down

Praise me in the streets and I’ll save you nigga

It doesn’t matter if it’s trae they phaze you nigga

Think you better than the truth they played you nigga

Get your money up forget it I raised you nigga

I’m in the zone you can hear it all in my voice

I’m the king of the street you got no choice

I’m the nigga that roll the royce

I feel to dive in something moist

Open up the trunk, see the way we hit the brakes

'Cause you love the way you wait, wait

Open up the trunk, see the way we hit the brakes

'Cause you love the way you wait, wait

Open up the trunk, see the way we hit the brakes

'Cause you love the way you wait, wait

Open up the trunk, see the way we hit the brakes

'Cause you love the way you wait, wait

Niggas pussy I don’t like you

Keep it rockin might just ignite you

King cobra might just bite you

Infrared might just sight you

Spend my whole life trying to make a

Hundred grand on a slow night

Afterwards you can tell them i’m low life

Squeeze up to the silver life

I hear a bunch of niggas try

But they wouldn’t be

You want to get up in the game I’m an OG

I’m a play to the end nigga OT

You want to tip me nigga and you don’t know me

You can talk or you don’t want to talk back

Walk your ass over here and you don’t walk back

Nigga I was on a roll pull up at your house like like like

Pull up at your house nigga where your hoes at

Got a team and a wrist nigga frooze that

Fuck niggas want to hate I suppose that

Top up my shit, can’t close that

Neco get the stick don’t know that

It’s a bunch of shit that I don’t feel getting real

Fuck these haters, now I work my way up

Seventeen on my K and put it all in my grill

And now young OG gonna tell

Open up the trunk, see the way we hit the brakes

'Cause you love the way you wait, wait

Open up the trunk, see the way we hit the brakes

'Cause you love the way you wait, wait

Open up the trunk, see the way we hit the brakes

'Cause you love the way you wait, wait

Open up the trunk, see the way we hit the brakes

'Cause you love the way you wait, wait