Waka Flocka Flame - TTG (Trained to Go)Lyrics

[Chorus: x2] All my niggas T.T.G. they trained to go shawty Kick a door shawty Lay down on da floor shawty Trained to go shawty I'm all about that fuckin' bread Robbed so many niggas I got a ticket on my head New boy on tha block, so you know my pistol be jerkin' You got weed, sulfur, pills, fucker is you workin'? Bank account hurtin' so you know a nigga robbin' Don't wanna jump back into school so what's the option? Lay that nigga down, AK or that 40 round Pills and weed got me higher than Bobby Brown (Rollin') T.T.G. ho, (ho) trained to go ho (ho) Lay down on the floor or bring you to the door ho All my niggas CN City they trained to go shawty (go shawty) I got a O-40, wit' like four bodies on it (bodies on it) Twerk, puttin' niggas in the dirt (dirt) Enemies necessary, make her work (work) Montana got that twerk, twerk, twerk 35 for tha shirt (shirt) If you need a nigga hit me on tha chirp (chirp) And you know I got that dough shawty (dough shawty) I got that pimpin, got them bitches on the go shawty (go shawty) I'm a shooter like Chris Paul [Chorus: x2] Bitch we hit a lick (lick) Find me when you found me I ain't finished school, grindin' with my Tommies 4 5 that's my blondie, that's my bitch nigga (nigga) I'm from West Side bank, that's my blick nigga Me and Flockaveli, bitch I'm sensin' like I'm belly They be by my celly, flip them bitches at the telly Trained to go nigga, how I rob a nigga Straight drag a nigga, that's yo ass nigga What they know about me All black mask and a all black tee All black bitch in the all black V Out in the A with Waka Flocka French Montana, got that blocka blocka 20 all out on that talk-a-Flocka Flag on the right that's soowoo bitch I don't give a fuck about what you did J-O-E I run this shit Pootie and Joe that's the best of the west Shoot you for the head, nigga wear yo vest Tat on my chest, I rep that west 504 I rep that nest .45 homie I keep that tech Dogs on call I keep my pets AOB I rep that set [Chorus: x2] Guess who's in the building With a few bricks, now I'm up a quarter-million Just tryin' to feed my children Knock a niggas brain (brain) Snatch a niggas chain (chain) Love to rack them bitches They love to give me brain Sold so much blow, it's driving me insane Haters have no choice, they tell 'em Gotti do this thang Disrespect that clique, eat a two-piece with the Flame I'm reppin off that East Side, ain't never been a lame [Repeat: x10] I'm Baby Bomb (Ay) I'm Baby Bomb (Ay) [Chorus: x2]