Joey Trap – Arrival lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah that’s it right there
That’s it right there
I arrived

[Verse 1]
Look, I’m in the back what’s poppin'
Yo bitch wit me in a Bently topless
I just wanna get the head then bounce
I ain’t never finna cuff a thot bitch
I gotta tend to Benjis
I got on polo, my belt say Fendi
Don’t fuck with popo, I hate the Fedsies
Shoot out the 44 until it’s empty
Nigga the fuck you talking?
Niggas be still on the train and walking
I just hop right in a Wraith, I park it
Nigga I spit like I’m Stephen Hawking
Nigga the stick is lit, I keep it right on my hip
Let’s hope I don’t shoot the shit
I cruise the whip
My bloodys, they bruise the whip
You know how we do this shit

[Chorus]
Niggas acting like the police, Do not fuck with them
Bitch niggas snitch niggas, Do not fuck with them
Tell em niggas hating on me, Bitch I got a drum for them
Middle finger op niggas, Bitch I got a couple them

[Verse 2]
Haha, I wanted Bape so I flew to japan, yeah
She wanna fuck me but she gotta man, yeah
Niggas they hate me, I pull up a van, uh
Chop off safety, we shoot up his fam
I’m in a Range Rover, cool like a fan be
Yesterday I just flew to Miami
On the beach I be getting a tan, G
I remember I used to sell Grammys
Got the trap jumping out like Jumanji
Dame lo culo, I’m papi
Como se llama, lil mami?
Sorry you gotta remind me, I won’t remember yo' name till I’m faded
I’ll prolly keep her my side piece
Only cus she wanna fuck to be famous
In for a hell of a ride
My journey don’t end till I really made it
I’ll let my god decide
When I’m finna die, don’t plot on my name bitch

New bitch is smart she from Cambridge

That’s England
If you didn’t know
She gave me brain on arrival
Yeah
Look
I don’t have time for no rivals
Yeah
(no I do not fuck with them)
Look

[Hook]
Niggas acting like the police
Bro we do not fuck with them
Bitch niggas snitch niggas, Do not fuck with them
Tell em niggas hating on me, Bitch I got a drum for them
Middle finger op niggas, Bitch I got a couple them

[Verse 3]
Look, I’m in the back what’s poppin
Yo bitch wit me in a Bently topless
I just wanna get the head then bounce
I ain’t never finna cuff a thot bitch
I gotta tend to Benjis
I got on polo, my belt say fendi
Don’t fuck with popo, I hate the Fedsies
Shoot out the 44 until it’s empty
Nigga the fuck you talking?
Niggas be still on the train and walking
I just hop right in a Wraith I park it
Nigga I spit like I’m Stephen Hawking
Nigga the stick is lit, I keep it right on my hip
Let’s hope I don’t shoot the shit
I cruise the whip
My bloodys, they bruise the whip
You know how we do this shit

[Hook]
Niggas acting like the police
Do not fuck with them
Bitch niggas, snitch niggas
Do not fuck with them
Tell them niggas hating on me
Bitch I got a drum for them
Middle finger op niggas
Bitch I got a couple them

[Outro]
Haha, I wanted Bape so I flew to Japan, yeah
She wanna fuck me but she gotta man, yeah
Niggas they hate me I pull up a van uhh
Chop off safety we shoot up his fam, haha