Lyrics:
I'm in a brand new whip just crashed it bro I ain't got no license
All I hear is feds and sirens
Mad car chase got the gayldem whiling
Wooo woop woop
a fucking car
Nah, you crashed the fucking car because you can't fucking drive
Man, shut your bitch ass up
I don't see you driving a car
At least if I had
bitin' ass
Neck, ears, hands, legs, eatin' ass
Your pussy's too good, I need to crash
Your titties, let 'em out, free at last
Thank God almighty, they
my bag
We making these niggas mad
We doing the dash
220 I pray I don't crash
I tilt my hat for all my niggas that's getting to it
I'll be lying if I
They gon' think we doin' fraud, the way we get to that bag
Goin' fast, I'm in that frog, I'm just hopin' I don't crash
Imma dog, Ima hit her raw,
(Crash that whip, like)
Might throw ten shots and dip
(Dip, like) , Ta throw five
They bodies drop (Like, what?)
How Notti in a box?
(Notti) Like a car
a fast ass
With a face tat
And new eyelash
Man hope I just don't crash
Like oh my god!
Comme Des Garçon
Clutch smell like car
Not yours my ride
Killing
call stuck up
Act like a man and get cocked, smacked or fucked up
Pull the truck up, Luck you know the name
Ass out in the bleachers stay shittin'
Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity
I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva
I'm gonna go, go, go
There's no stopping me
I'm burnin' through
Three
This is not chronological
It's in order of release
We got Spider-Man, Scarlet Witch
Drax the Destroyer
If you haven't seen the films
A final warnin'
Hope I'm able to make this right turn right here or I'm fucked.
Lil' whodi that I'm with, ballin' up like a bitch.
Instead of tryin' to retaliate by
by, I’m an old man too
I’m a eat some more bacon
I got nothing to lose
I was hoping, ya’ll would stop me
I was choking
Episode, the rating’s are blowing
Y'all niggas lame for that, y'all niggas lame for that
Shoot a man in his back, should be ashamed of that
Young niggas banging back, young nigga
in his hand
Keys in his hand reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Ellesses he had dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers
car for lane mergin
Hasta manana, y'all crash like that Yanna cock block into gramma
Got cock in Atlanta, rockin P.P.P. Bandanas
While we fuck 'em
"The ?"
(feat. Redman)
[Redman]
Man he must of bumped his motherfucking head or something
Yo
Yo M.C.'s out there, you betta stand clear
It's
meat on the street
They paint my car like a target
I take my orders from fools
Meanwhile
some kid blows my head off
Well, I play by their rules
So now
and honor honor the code
Stop snitchin, be a man nigga honor your role
I stick by the stove, when I'm on it it's on
You see that coke turn to oil it's
I pop me a pill in the morning
She sucking me while I am recording
When it's raining man it feels like it's pouring
No umbrella fucking up my new
more good times than JJ had
Judging by the look in your eyes, you see it
Let no man sever, welcome to forever
[Chorus: x3]
gon' be alright
Beef at 6, he dead by 6 o'clock, on the dot that night
Ain't easy where I'm at, why? Stick up man, he love that shit
Go to jail, she fuck
gon' be alright
Beef at 6, he dead by 6 o'clock, on the dot that night
Ain't easy where I'm at, why? Stick up man, he love that shit
Go to jail, she fuck
and crash
Or maybe someone will come by with a match
And light this up like the dank from your stash
They callin me Twig because I'm skinny
I don't need a wig
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep the E in it, Chevy's on switches baby
We should-uh (Black Metaphor)
Watchin' the waves crash
Jammin' to my podna
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