Traffic - Yung Simmie

Im at yo lane it ain’t no game I’m a savage

I’m gripping grain, I’m getting brain, I’m in traffic (3x)

I’m at yo lane it ain’t no game I’m a savage

I’m at yo brain it ain’t no game I’m a savage

I be cooling, never snoozing, keep the uzi in while I’m moving I be cruising

through traffic

Super savage, gotta make it happen, you smoking BAP and I never pass it

Sitting low, just me in traffic, two seater just me and the ratchet,

on my way to the rack

So fly bitch I woke up with Jet Lag

You internet thugs ain’t bout that, I can’t hear shit smoking loud pack

Mercedes Benz and it’s all black

Pulled up on yo block let the shots out the window

Never played games never had no Nintendo

Killas on go they won’t stop if I say so

My trap niggas lay low, they got what you need whole sale no Costco

And I’m the head huncho, my hittas wet you up that’s holes in your poncho

And I don’t pour it up, so I move slow real niggas know I keep the heat like

Alonzo

I’m at yo front door with my funds low

Nigga don’t you move get hit with the snub nose

Woo woo

Yung Simmie

3B Shit Nigga

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Traffic

I’m in traffic

It ain’t no game I’m a savage