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traffic jam - tone'oh lyrics

hook

i been playing traffic all day & my leg get to crampin, (that sh*t hurt)
riding on 44 meet at hardees soon as you get to hampton, (hit the exit)
mobiles get to jamming.. as soon as the sun start to rise, (we jammin)
put the green beam on my 40 & tagged em ‘tween the eyes, (bow)

verse i

i throw em two for the 5* the fries supersize, (supersize)
tryna cop he cappin i ganked em, i see the truth in lies, (truth in lies)
i see a couple of buyеrs they want the za to fire
troopеr saw me bussin, i cut em in the rain spun the tires, (skrrt)

i’m finna buss me a quick luh play on the south*side, (that dutchtown)
tryna get discounted the dub for free when her mouth wide, (suck it up)
i told her bobble her head like we hit a pothole, (baba ba)
volvo to the dash made em cut the light like, i thought so, (b*tch)

i’m tucking o’s in my clothes.. for i close the door, (shut it)
how you ask me whats the recipe? *you post to know, (you post to know it)
put some 30 grams of __ n the _ _
then you er er er, (clank, clank)
time to re.. up, i’m in traffic, balling f*cked the v up
drop a whole dub on bitcoin you haven’t put a g up, (not a g)
opp can’t even see us on the blunt 4 deep thats how they t up, (man)
got the mobiles bussing for the sun rise ion even be up, (im sleep)

line up, fall in line imma buss you all, (come get it)
tell me bout the last time you shopped if ion trust the call, (when it was?)
i told his ass to meet me up the street* imma come up there, (im ona way)
80 / 20 cut the new load this the come up here, (that bih trash)

you coming… up here, on the north side, (off broadway)
dunnica got hot, i’m in the field ian court side, (im ona road)
hit em with the short side the glock thats a pistol whip, (b*tch)
threw a 30 clip, wrapped the handle on the pistol grip

pistol on the hip, 10 milli a make the car flip, (wrap it up)
know i’m exporting i’m with the packs on a far trip, (im gon long)
stepped on the brick, wit 3 feet thats a yard stick, (cut it)
you ain’t toting poles bro that’s literally a yard stick, (a f*cking branch)

the task force taking pics like imma star n sh*t (what)
different sales the numbers rearranging like a card trick, (what you paying)
yo sh*t ain’t moving the work expired a hard brick, (ova w)
i jus got so many za flavors… it’s hard to pick, (pick em out)

hook
i been playing traffic all day & my leg get to crampin, (that sh*t hurt)
riding on 44 meet at hardees soon as you get to hampton, (hit the exit)
mobiles get to jamming.. as soon as the sun start to rise, (we jammin)
put the green beam on my 40 & tagged em ‘tween the eyes, (bow)

- toneoh lyrics

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