Bun B ft. Maxo Kream, Young Dolph - In My Trunk Lyrics

I got neon (in my trunk)
I got bass (in my trunk)
I got shit if I get caught I catch a case (in my trunk)
I got bricks (in my trunk)
I got pounds (in my trunk)
I got speakers and they bangin' that surround (in my trunk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)
They talkin' down (they talkin' down)
We get it crunk (we get it crunk)
We got the funk (we got the funk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)

I'm a dirty south nigga, bitch I'm all about the cash (cash)
Bands up in the mattress, nigga work up in the stash (stash)
Got a pack of trill niggas rollin' with me down in mash (mash)
I hopped up in the foreign, start it up and hit the gas (gas)
I'm smokin' on that kilo rolled up in a 'rillo ('rillo)
I'm servin' all the fiends, burnin' butter on a brillo (brillo)
I got a couple thousand, tryin' to stack it to a mill-oh (mill-oh)
It's gonna take a couple weeks but I'ma get there that's for real though (real though)
Them corners we be grindin', day for day we never rested (rested)
'Cause all we know is hustlin' for dollars and finessin' (finessin')
Some fly mothafuckas, you can tell by how we dressin' (dressin')
Been after us for years, but nigga, we ain't learned our lesson (lesson)
Got niggas in the grave (grave)
And niggas in the pen' (pen')
And the same shit they was doin', we out here doin' again ('gain)
Don't make a lot of sense (sense)
But we don't give a fuck (fuck)
All we know is poppin' pistols, poppin' seals and poppin' trunks

I got neon (in my trunk)
I got bass (in my trunk)
I got shit if I get caught I catch a case (in my trunk)
I got bricks (in my trunk)
I got pounds (in my trunk)
I got speakers and they bangin' that surround (in my trunk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)
They talkin' down (they talkin' down)
We get it crunk (we get it crunk)
We got the funk (we got the funk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)

(Maxo, Maxo) stomped down, trill, savage, slingin' collard greens and cabbage
Pounds of the skunk in my trunk, like a woolly mammoth
Uncle Bun say he got a lick, it's time to set it up
Slide on 'em with them sticks like we slappin' hockey pucks
Catch that nigga slippin', take him down without a mask (gimme that)
Tie up all his children, slap his wifey with the MAC (bitch)
Walk him in the kitchen, I'm demandin' all the cash
And if he keep bullshittin', put the pistol in his ass
I-I keep the glock on my pelvis (hey)
Play with the rock like I'm Elvis (hey)
Play with the green like a Celtic
Rubbin' up a pack like a sandwich
Runnin' that base like a pitcher
Drop a whole eight in the pitcher (sip it)
Packin' that pack like Green Bay
Puttin' junk in the trunk like I'm Kim K
Ayy, what's up, workin' out the bando (trap)
Forest with them trees, play with keys like piano (like Alicia, ayy)
Huh, go Rambo with the ammo (boom)
Pullin' up front, pop the trunk, like a Lambo (Maxo, Maxo)

I got neon (in my trunk)
I got bass (in my trunk)
I got shit if I get caught I catch a case (in my trunk)
I got bricks (in my trunk)
I got pounds (in my trunk)
I got speakers and they bangin' that surround (in my trunk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)
They talkin' down (they talkin' down)
We get it crunk (we get it crunk)
We got the funk (we got the funk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)

Pounds in the trunk (ayy)
Rounds in the trunk (ayy)
Call my choppa "Kris Kross" 'cause it make 'em jump (jump)
Lemonade and gelato, that's what's in my blunt (woo)
Yeah we really come from shit, so nigga, I'ma stunt
Ayy, don't you never, ever, ever trust these niggas (hell nah)
Momma told me long time ago, "mothafuck these niggas" (fuck 'em)
These niggas ain't loyal (fuck 'em)
These bitches ain't either
The middle of the summer, ridin' 'round with my heater
The middle of the winter, ridin' around with ice on
She did a naked photo-shoot with my iPhone
Hey where the drink man?
I need another pint (where you at?)
Crack another seal (where you at?)
It's goin' down tonight

I got neon (in my trunk)
I got bass (in my trunk)
I got shit if I get caught I catch a case (in my trunk)
I got bricks (in my trunk)
I got pounds (in my trunk)
I got speakers and they bangin' that surround (in my trunk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)
They talkin' down (they talkin' down)
We get it crunk (we get it crunk)
We got the funk (we got the funk)
That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)

It's in my trunk
It's in my trunk
It's in my trunk
It's in my trunk