Lyrics:
the helicopter knockoffs
My down South thugs call 'em elbows, turnin' heads
With the personalized license plates with the tremendous bump
Fuckin' they nose,
And personalized license plates, dinner dates, he went to Jared's
Can't conceive or believe that you're worth it
When rather than hanging with you, they buy you
a Jap jet 300zx then a BMI 5 speed cC PB PS 2 bucket seats sound system hurts my ears goes fast 55 personalized license plate that says SPcRKY...but it's
to help, thank you to all those staff who
Stepped up to the plate, and even rubbed my back for
A minute while I laid, in the aisle and in the bathroom
to listen to the harmony
Angel numbers on my license plate no vanity
This is my synthesis
This is my alchemy
Angel numbers on my license plate no vanity
This
Hop on the mic with the thrill to kill
Certified license to ill
Hop on the mic with the thrill to kill
Certified license to ill
Hop on the mic with
I caught you looking at yourself
I bet you've got overhead cams
Personalized plates and all
Your truck's probably ten feet tall
Bet you say you do it
Unreliable, still up on my L plates
Camry stay parked the at the strip of my folks place
I just need to get paid
Run a license, run a whip, pack the trunk, lets
I hear the muhfuckin' sirens
Comin' from a hunnid miles away
200k on the mileage
And spray paint on my license plate
Bad lil bitch she a model
Told
it off)
Because we don't play
Don't come round here mistake
Eyes on me like a license plate
I can't even drive my license fake
Where was you when it
a real outlaw
Duct tape on that license plate, a six gun in the dash
Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar
Brother I'm hell
truck, "I'm Him" on the license plate, hold up (yeah, yeah)
How you get all that ass with no waist? (with no waist)
Bet that pussy pretty, sit it on my
She go ahead and get it
Whipping at him umm hmm
Goddamn, I can’t feel my face umm hmm
I’m on that ass like a license plate umm hmm
Drink lean, no chase
a real outlaw
Duct tape on that license plate, a six gun in the dash
Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar
Brother I'm hell
The hype his income
Comes mostly from touring
And promotional deals
Like product placement in
Music videos and his personalized
Gold chrome painted Monster
Drakey got numbers like a license plate
Don't box out tryna fade
We ain't gone fight today
All I do is tap this trigger
Take yo' life away
If you
timing
Unreliable, still up on my L plates
Camery stay parked the at the strip of my folks place
I just need to get paid
Run a license, run a whip, pack
fuck with the majority
Christian Dior on my feet (feet)
Throwin' it up like it's YMCA (ayy)
Digital license plates
I can't wait to hop out that twin
They say "Chance you be acting like a fool"
But I'm sending momma to Cabo as soon as it hit it June
Licenses all green I'm moving
No time for me
his feet
In the sand, cold beer in his hand
Playin' rock 'n' roll drums in a '90s cover band
His license plate read SANTA1
Just killin' time 'til
burnin' rubber while we swerving down the interstate
H I G H L I F E on my license plate
Top down and we faded
We ridin' round and we made it
Put a clip
on a nigga we got steal yo license plate
I’ve had better days
Nigga I’ve had better days
Slam out the coupe smoking fucking purple haze
I’ve had better days
I've seen them crashing, a million to a mile
No use in counting, I couldn't if I tried
They're always flashing, their license plate eyes
I can't keep
I've seen them crashing, a million to a mile
No use in counting, I couldn't if I tried
They're always flashing, their license plate eyes
I can't keep
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