Conoco

[Intro] Chainsaw Jenkins back at it again With the non-stop rock-n-roll This is 103.39 And we are trappin' a sack in the back of the Conoco live though Hit us up 256-442-9981 For the shittiest weed you can smoke [Verse 1] Just cranked on the boys drinkin' whiskey No shirt and my bolo tie swingin' Bible belt in my Levi skinnies And my permanent gold tooth grinnin' Pop the top on the ice cold Bud Seeds poppin' on that Mexican bud Tellin' all the kids don't use drugs Boy you ain't no fire cracker, you a dud EBT fresh meat on the grill Government cheese, government milk Truck broke down, need to get built Baby's lingerie Walmart silk Four tens, dip, kеys and a beeper Stuck 'em right between thе eyes, he's a bleeder Yeah, I cut him low like my weed eater 'Cause he caught my feedback like a speaker [Chorus] Trap in the sack in the back of the Conoco Trap in the sack in the back of the Conoco Crack and a six pack and a big bag of dope Trap in the sack in the back of the Conoco, here we go Trap in the sack in the back of the Conoco Trap in the sack in the back of the Conoco Crack and a six pack and a big bag of dope Trap in the sack in the back of the Conoco, here we go [Verse 2] Get that old Chevy on the highway Let the smoke bellow out the side Shells in the cigarette ash tray But that ain't no blank shell, no lie Bandanna over my noggin Mama used to call me skillet head By nine o'clock PM I'll be wobblin' And I'ma make her go and count that bread Black Starter jacket and stock Nike Watch pocket where I keep that drank Try to stick me for a nickel got aim No lead he was drawin', no blank In the south where the people move slow Give you springtime bounce in the snow Got the stash spot scout on the low And we gon' hide the duffle in the corn rows 'cause you know we [Chorus] Trap in the sack in the back of the Conoco Trap in the sack in the back of the Conoco Crack and a six pack and a big bag of dope Trap in the sack in the back of the Conoco, here we go Trap in the sack in the back of the Conoco Trap in the sack in the back of the Conoco Crack and a six pack and a big bag of dope Trap in the sack in the back of the Conoco, here we go [Verse 3] Kerosene flame in the winter time Chili bowl still got shotgun pellets Bitch, you know the devil ain't no friend of mine But if you're lookin' for a cheap thrill, I'll sell it Fake nugget, crucifix broke layin' in the grease pile Mountain Dew cans been sittin' for a deep while Brillo pad, burnt glass pipe for the five spot Catch a quick high then drop by the pawn shop Old timer with the crooked face looked shocked Never seen a white boy around this block But it's work, work, work, 360 'round the clock So I pulled the box in and I let the trunk pop Supposed to be scared but I still ain't Supposed to be sober but I still drink Hard to hit a movin' target but I still aim Slumafia, click clack, shoot, gang gang [Chorus] Trap in the sack in the back of the Conoco Trap in the sack in the back of the Conoco Crack and a six pack and a big bag of dope Trap in the sack in the back of the Conoco, here we go