[Verse 1 - Trae] Tha Truth back, lets get to bidness It's something unfamiliar Call it a foreign image Paint heavily leaking I guess it wasn't finished
with looks And a trunk they'd like to stutter I rank as the king of the city It ain't gon be another, (Inkredible, inkredible, inkredible, inkredible...) [
looks And a trunk they'd like to stutter I rank as the king of the city It ain't gon be another, (Inkredible, inkredible, inkredible, inkredible...) [
