T.T.G. (Trained To Go)

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame] 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 Rob so many niggas I got a ticket on my head 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 Rob so many niggas I got a ticket on my head [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] New boy on tha block, so you know my pistol jerkin' You got weed, soft or pills, fucker is you workin'? Bank account hurtin' so you know a nigga robbin' Don't got a job they finished school so what's tha 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 to the door ho [Verse 2: French Montana] All my niggas in this City trained to go shawty (go shawty) I got a old 40, with like four bodies on it (bodies on it) Twerk, puttin' niggas in the dirt (dirt) Any means 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 be pimpin, got them bitches on the go shawty I'mma shooter like Chris Paul [Hook] [Verse 3: YG Hootie] Bitch we hittin licks (lick) Find me when you found me I ain't finished school, grindin' with my Tommy 4-5 that's my blondie, that's my bitch nigga (nigga) I'm from West Side Compton, 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, I rob a nigga Straight drag a nigga, that's yo ass nigga [Verse 4: Joe Moses] What they know about me All black mask and a all black tee All black bitch in the black V Out in the A with Waka Flocka French Montana, got that block-uh-blocka 20 all out on that talk-a-Flocka Flag on the right that's soo-woo bitch I don't give a fuck about what you did J-O-E I run this shit Hootie and Joe that's the Bricksquad West Shooting for the head, you can wear your vest Tat on my chest, I rep that west 5-0-4 I rep that ness 4-5 homie I keep that tech Dogs on code I keep my pets A-O-B I rep that set [Hook] [Verse 5: Baby Bomb] Guess who's in the building Flipped few bricks, now I'm up a quarter-million Just tryin' to feed my children Knock a nigga's brain (brain) Snatch a nigga's chain (chain) Love them ratchet bitches They love to give me brain So-so much blow, it's driving me insane Haters have no choice, they tell 'em Gotti do his thang Disrespect that clique, eat a two-piece with the Flame I'm reppin off that East Side, ain't never been a lame I'm Baby Bomb (Ay) x10 [Hook]