Lyrics:
of this?
Never thought I'd do this before
But here I am, knockin' on her door
My car's out front, hmm, and it's all mine
A '41 Ford, not a '59
I got
'cause we be racing Bentley's no different than Grand Prix's
Fam please, don't make my man squeeze
And we can take it to the cars and I'll show you
driving, just like Mario Andretti
I got the cush, Kettle One, waiting for your engine
Your Grand Prix attention, it's gonna be a party
Don't forget
fast in your car
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
Drive back baby to me, fast in your car
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
I wander
I earned my name just like Marlo
Gripped every wheel at a Flex car show
I declare war, letting all you rappers know
Red light, yellow light, green
sitting in the living room in our winter coats
Me in my room mate, we like they don't know
Driving around town in the Grand Prix
People telling me that I
sur scène, ça c’est sport !
Faire du sport, ça c’est sport !
Supporter le PSG, je sais pas
Etre jus de raisin, ça c’est sport !
Pilote de F1, ça c’est
shit sealed
Let me crack on that shit like a pencil
Leanin' back but I'm tryna sit still
Percocets from a fan, baby
Make the sports car dance, baby
Spectators lined the roads
Like a grand prix race
Dropped the girls at Ti St. Barth
To get them out of the commotion
Then I missed the curve at Toiny
and out, duffle bag across the back
Extra long sports coat to cover up the mack
Feds they attack, I spit lead out niggas spread out
Run up on a civilian
and out, duffle bag across the back
Extra long sports coat to cover up the mack
Feds they attack, I spit lead out niggas spread out
Run up on a civilian
to think my head gone from these dead skeletons
Ridin' round with a redbone, nigga, I don't want the bitch
Ten grand I'll pass 'round 'cause they just
'cause we be racin' Bentleys
No different than Grand Prix's
Fam please, don't make my man squeeze
And we can take it to the cars and I'll show you
showers every day you won't need a rain coat
There never was a plan b
Every day I'm in the grand prix
There never was a plan b
Every day I'm in the grand
Yeah, we goin' send this one out
To everybody that put mo' into they cars than they do they relationship
Let's ride
Two miles an hour, so everybody
Yeah, we goin' send this one out
To everybody that put mo' into they cars than they do they relationship
Let's ride
Two miles an hour, so everybody
Just Blaze (oh Baby) oh baby, uh, killa
All the girls see the (boy), look at his kicks (boy)
Look at his car (boy), all I say is (oh boy)
Look
weaver
Nyx weaver
Nyx weaver
Nyx weaver
Nyx weaver
Nyx weaver
Spittin' like a shortstop
Sports car, the drop top
Fireflies dancing above my head they do
like I think I'm Vincent Chase
With pornstars, sports cars
And my crib got a courtyard?
How we get all this money though?
You know how big his tours
moteur qui fait du bruit
Au poignet il me faut une tremon
Qui coûte un bras
Je bombarde comme au grand prix
Je les réveille Quand je démarre
Gros
Just Blaze (oh baby) oh baby, uh, killa
All the girls see the (boy), look at his kicks (boy)
Look at his car (boy), all I say is (oh boy)
Look
a red water bed
It puts Hugh Heffnor's mansion to shame
With girls by the pool and italian sports cars
I'm just here in this dump for the game
[Chorus
Project niggas giving orders now
The gold presidential just to sport around
I'm from the era of fitted caps and rental cars
Dope pushers with ambition
Project niggas giving orders now
The gold presidential just to sport around
I'm from the era of fitted caps and rental cars
Dope pushers with ambition
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