Lil Migo, Lil Jairmy - Stuck To The Seat lyrics

I ain’t drop a tape in so damn
Long the streets they mad at me
I been sippin on drank been pouring these
Fours see wockhardt when I pee
I look better in person on Percocets
Yellow 230s and white RP
I be out my mind so got damn high
Car so smoked out nigga barley can breathe
If you bring it right back I
Can front you some weed
Still got a line on designer og’s
Got alotta kind of bags you
Can get for the cheap
But I have to charge a lil higher for these
They don’t cop em from Migo
They cop em from me
King of the trap i can vouch that shit deep
I’mgoing so fast in the lambo i take
Off that bitch stuck to the seat
I’m up early morning Sunday waiting on
Thе truck to back in
If the show same day the pack in
Might fuck around and say fuck thе
Back end I make scam Money off trapping
I don’t gotta get a loan
Only thing I wait for is the load
Damn sure ain’t waiting for no hoe
Severing plate up after plate man I’m
So thankful for my phone
I found my plug all on my
Own ain’t nobody turn me on
I swear used to be my goal until
I run through my first mill ticket
All the pounds come with extra take em
Out and pay my bills with it
Migo in aventadar I cop the lamb truck
If I hit the gas right now I
Bet the bitch body get stuck
Remember days ain't have no pyrex cook
That shit up in a cup
I’m drinking codeine like it's
Powerade drink wock
All day get high as fuck
I ain’t drop a tape in so damn
Long the streets they mad at me
I been sippin on drank been pouring these
Fours see wockhardt when I pee
I look better in person on Percocets
Yellow 230s and white RP
I be out my mind so got damn high
Car so smoked out nigga barley can breathe
If you bring it right back I
Can front you some weed
Still got a line on designer og’s
Got alotta kind of bags you
Can get for the cheap
But I have to charge a lil higher for these
They don’t cop em from Migo
They cop em from me
King of the trap I can vouch that shit deep
I’m going so fast in the lambo I take
Off that bitch stuck to the seat

Thumbing through money didn’t need an advance
I trap out a vacant but don’t want to land
And Amiri the denim got racks in my pants if
I want you dead talking body and bands
If I want you dead talking blood on my hands
And I shoot the choppa till
The cock in it jam
In love with the money my hand catch a cramp
If I hit the gas then you stuck in this lamb
Started from nothing now I’m fly as a pigeon
Running like 30 I count up the digit's
Exotic my weed a lil higher the ticket
Ask around who went and flooded the city
So many bags yeah it cover the kitchen
Soon as I called in I come and I get it
Bags of OG nigga don’t do the midget
I fuck it and risk it

Ain’t drop a tape in so damn long
The streets they mad at me
I been sippin on drank been pouring these
Fours see wockhardt when I pee
I look better in person on Percocets
Yellow 230s and white RP
I be out my mind so got damn high
Car so smoked out nigga barley can breathe
If you bring it right back I
Can front you some weed
Still got a line on designer og’s
Got alotta kind of bags you
Can get for the cheap
But I have to charge a lil higher for these
They don’t cop em from Migo
They cop em from me
King of the trap I can vouch that shit deep
I’m going so fast in the lambo I take
Off that bitch stuck to the seat