Joey Trap - GTA JOEY lyrics

Ride round my city like GTA (Five)
I wonder who wanna beef today
I've just been stacking my
Chips like it's Fritos
That's probably why they all
Wanna blow me away
I got a big gun, big check
And what is it you have
On can't pay your rent
It's funny most of these niggas
On the grind so we
Stuntin' niggas on the ground
You won't be nothing
I'm stacking up all of my benjamins
I just might buy a new whip like it's GTA 4
She wanna ride with a rich nigga now I'm
Not broke like before so my whip, not a four
Let a nigga cook with her skirt off
She suck my dick with her shirt off
Look at this gun it's a sawed-off I cannot
Fuck with no thotties I'm raw dawg
Cause' they be nasty like the
Bitches in the game
I'm married to the money I'ma claim
I really want the money fuck the fame
Put a dick into her tummy fuck her name
I don't introduce none these bitches
These bitches
Be buggin' I'm not tryna marry you, huh
I run up all of these
Numbers I might pass the
Mission I feel like I got the cheat code

Up, down, up, down, X
Up, down, right, left, sex
I been fuckin' bitches gettin' head
Ride the whip that triangle was crisp
Yeah boy I gas on the GTA beat
I get some top, no I don't beat my meat
Balls always drop when Trap boy is seen
My name is Lil Joey, it's trap every week
(Trap)

"Put on- put on San Andreas though
That's a classic"

I said I woke up in the morning
And I'm putting on my shirt
It's 2 AM ya'll sleeping
But a nigga movin' workin'
I just hit my nigga Big Smoke
He'll put you in the dirt
You never met a nigga like me so
That act like I am dirt
I got the socks high, 40 up
Drinking till I'm throwing up
Shoutout Brodie
Stranger nigga walking with the 40 tucked
I think I was born to gas shit
I ain't even wanna gas shit
I think I was born to gas shit
Til' I'm doin' porn I hit licks
Well, where you from, G?
Only five-five so I gotta stay with that gun
G shoutout all my niggas in
Cali that smoking ganja
I've been meditating and chilling
Like my name Gandhi