YOUNG DRO LYRICS - Man In The Trunk

"Man In The Trunk"



[Nitti]

Jackie Chan... That Jackie Chan... The fuck is Jackie Chan

Tell 'em bout that Jackie Chan man (what).. Fuck is Jackie Chan



[Young Dro]

Now son for real Trey back up off me son...

You don't even know my style dunn



[Nitti]

Dro... Tell 'em bout that Jackie Chan tho nigga... Nitti Beats...

The fuck is Jackie Chan nigga... Let 'em know



[Chorus (Young Dro):]

Young Dro I ain't playing with it (playing with it)

Trunk got that Jackie Chan in it (Jackie Chan in it)

Sound like it got a band in it (got a band in it)

I'm the freshest in the Lamb' with it (in the Lamb' with it)

Y'all niggas fugazzing it (fugazzing it)

Diamonds look like koolaid in it (like koolaid in it)

Different flavor Cartier with it (Cartier with it)

Big bank bitch play with it (bitch play with it)



[Verse 1]

I ain't playing.. IHOP blue Cutlass

24 inches... IHOP blue buttons

4-4 in my hand with a snipe I'm armed Russian

Dro you from ATL nigga how you talk Russian?

Slugs start to busting and my ammo got that serial

Catch a nigga slipping hit him in the equilibrium

SS Impala... shawty I'm daring 'em

Cartiers and Prada... shawty I'm killing 'em

Look at my chain and my ice look triple blue

You're popping these nigga I'mma bring the triple through

And bitches be up on the block like "I'm sick of you"

And I'm like "bitch please I'm dicking you"

The 'vert Flipper blue the chirp bigger too

Hey picked out for a Bentley she a mini blue

Dropped in with a bitch named Missy Pooh

Trunk bang and this the only thing she listen to Dro



[Chorus]



[Verse 2]

Hey move through y'all tryna see how to do y'all

Chevy too tall I see a forehead and that's all

Two tone plus I'm on purple my yay's???

My bitches bring blocks only thing I do is chirp 'em

Drop twerk 'em ostrich on my Chevy car interior

Plus I'm on that Remy so that shit make me imperial

Riding down?? no damage I'm serious

Plus I won't let a nigga have it I'm delirious

I'mma blast period don't question me don't mess with me

Blue ice bue arm Superman recipe

Plus I'm in that brown Regal same color Nestle

Niggas see me when I'm in the trey I be in tressa trees

Take the wrong step to me and death'll be yo destiny

I know how to do it so ain't nobody arresting me

Polo I be dressing in man I be damaging

That fresh hoes be like "damn that's a mannequin" Dro



[Chorus]



[Verse 3]

Hey summer time (summer time) look at my charm (look at my charm)

I'm iced out baby how can I be warm?

Watermelon Nova my trunk on Vietnam

TV's in the horn watching Tip on VH-1

26's son with a robocop gun

I'll blast a nigga from the ground to the sun

The sound of the gun that's when Young Dro chalking it

Grape linen grape gator fruit fruit walking it

Know a nigga bossing it don't make me start chalking it

I know how to shine cause my arm be on frostbit

Done son no shit my rides look like a parrot do

Know a nigga healthy cause my Cutlass look like carrot juice

Catch me when I'm mashing through I'm froze up I'm rolled up

Young Dro yeah but I am goddamn Dro'ed up

Bout to put them doors up and crank that damn rose up

4:15 I'm bout to wake these damn hoes up Dro



[Chorus]