Hop in the SRT and leave, ayy
Slide through the city streets
I ain't with that friendly shit This ain't no meet and greet
Yeah, yeah, you know I'm a beast Ain't shit around me sweet
Slide from the bay to the south to the east Told her to rake it up but not the leafs
Pushed the gas the tank almost on e finna go get some gas, thats cheap
Put straight belt to ahh, we standing on business on feet
Motion for motion, ain't no compete Just put him to bed, he went to sleep
Water be dripping, you know it go leak
Put shit on fox time was ticking, couldn't even switch up
The clock, the G-lock don came with a box
Used to walk through the GWV with dirty socks
Slide through the dova posted on chimneyrock
Used to f*ck with a hoe with bumps on her face
I thought it was chicken pox
We knock em down, yeah, straight to the ground
Can't f*ck with these trolls, they act like clowns
Every song I make, got a good sound
Freaky lil' bitch, got sent to pound town, damn
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Hop in the SRT and leave, ayy
Slide through the city streets
I ain't with that friendly shit This ain't no meet and greet
Yeah, yeah, you know I'm a beast Ain't shit around me sweet
Slide from the bay to the south to the east Told her to rake it up but not the leafs
Pushed the gas the tank almost on e finna go get some gas, thats cheap
Put straight belt to ahh, we standing on business on feet
Motion for motion, ain't no compete Just put him to bed, he went to sleep
Water be dripping, you know it go leak
Put shit on fox time was ticking, couldn't even switch up
The clock, the G-lock don came with a box
Used to walk through the GWV with dirty socks
Slide through the dova posted on chimneyrock
Used to f*ck with a hoe with bumps on her face
I thought it was chicken pox
We knock em down, yeah, straight to the ground
Can't f*ck with these trolls, they act like clowns
Every song I make, got a good sound
Freaky lil' bitch, got sent to pound town, damn
Slide through the city streets
I ain't with that friendly shit This ain't no meet and greet
Yeah, yeah, you know I'm a beast Ain't shit around me sweet
Slide from the bay to the south to the east Told her to rake it up but not the leafs
Pushed the gas the tank almost on e finna go get some gas, thats cheap
Put straight belt to ahh, we standing on business on feet
Motion for motion, ain't no compete Just put him to bed, he went to sleep
Water be dripping, you know it go leak
Put shit on fox time was ticking, couldn't even switch up
The clock, the G-lock don came with a box
Used to walk through the GWV with dirty socks
Slide through the dova posted on chimneyrock
Used to f*ck with a hoe with bumps on her face
I thought it was chicken pox
We knock em down, yeah, straight to the ground
Can't f*ck with these trolls, they act like clowns
Every song I make, got a good sound
Freaky lil' bitch, got sent to pound town, damn
Writer: Romello Brooks
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