M4DaFourth - Traffic Chiller Lyrics

Enter the highway sport Cars fast Cars
Let it blow uhh ,
Catch me inna Traffics shift my gears up
Burn the rubber up ,
Big Machine kills tires not the homies
Crowd Killer let Em Motherf*cker
Know how we Slide inna street onna Whips ,
Motorsports Bad bitches love a Hot Wheels Type of nigga Cruise out ,
Onna Road I be chilling in my whip
Catch me inna Traffic Chiller
Smoking onna wood inna
Highway Flash out Pop a Lean out Inna Cup ,
Take a sips of Tequila feeling loco
Bottle up hit the glass up
Gas this bitch up Inna Traffic Chiller
Flashy flashy Slimy Out Pop out Pop Out ,
No road hog Bodyguard up
F*ck a po po Guarding me
Like da Claws Lock me up like Kawhi Leonard ,
Locks up my Ankles Like I be on
Probation Officer F*ck a Case up ,
I Don't need your permission I pay tax too
Get it right on my Nigga Getting Doughs
All day catch me inna Traffic Chiller ,
Onna Highway Sports Cars Fast Cars
Let it blow uhh ,
Catch me inna Traffic Chiller
Shift my gears up let em niggas
Want the smoke burn the rubber up ,
Dropping down onna Big Bets
Bankroll type of nigga onna Sideline ,
Caught you haters be envy on me
Bitch I looks good Catch me inna traffic chiller Onna Highway ,
I be chilling speed it up on my Mentor
Catch me if you can Imma disappears
Like Batman and Robin did that
Inna Gotham City taking down all
The Criminals in the city
Traffic Chiller onna highway ,
Trynna bust them motherf*cker
Like Imma Criminals Law and Order ,
Never works for the Fed f*ck a Pc snitching
Get you killed in the dark ,
Never last long like they never save your
Last breath goons niggas want you dead
Had to pray for my Protection ,
Come f*ck with the Ghostbusters
Trapped all your props up ,
Catch me onna highway imma Traffic Chiller Driving Sports Cars Fast Cars
Let it blow Uhh .