Lyrics:
bucket seats
Carbon Liberty Walk body Kit
Carbon helps it lickety split
Rev it up spit flames and crackles
Convoy of cars like wild dog jackals
Tune em up
torque
My money gone double up
Dropping these drugs, my drink bout to bubble up
That bitch got a bubble butt
I might let her take sips out the double cup
I
seen shit
Trynna get paper rolls like Kleenex
Making currency Stay focus
Split that C wimma Gs like Moses
Wand have ya gone like hocus pocus
Welcome
Most of these bitches
Be acting like they ain't with it
But when I call up the cab
They tryna pm and split it
They tryna pack up a bag
I did the dash
She throw it back
She got some torque
I lay the hammer
Call me Thor
I pop some addy
Im such a dork
Im ballin hard
I'm such sport
This ain't
On a seafood diet, I don't fuck with pork
Foreign my safe drive, I got a lot of torque
Trap check, check, one two
She wanna split, dip, fondue
Shinin', I'm
wet like a thot
But she a ho, she hit niggas a lot
Hop out the cut with that blick bitch split him
Joust that bitch, my stick gon' hit him
Like he a ho,
D.O.D. till the end of my days
Shitfaced till I lay in my grave
Risky ways I misbehave
Never ever ever imma hit the brakes
Never gone split my wage
Shit's clapped, spark hit, like a doobie
Shit's wrapped, torque split, like a subie
Stay strapped, hypocrite, that's a doozy
Untapped, mind split
n****s be solid,
A lotta n****s be lyin',
A lotta n****s on the ground floor,
I'm a G4,
Thats flying,
Uhhh,
Gravity what I'm balancing,
Thats big torque
wheels
That can grab a curb
Til the...
Torque is lovely
Everything, on my Fork is lovely
Mouth salivating
Gown and Cap, Im out, graduating
I'm From
the bag I came to split with my bros
I ain't here to brag about it man I'm here to make a toast
We praise the most high
She wanna rock the boat
I took her
país a país
Paris de noche en Paris, Paris
Cuatro por cuatro en la matriz
Le meto torque a todas y peace, peace, piso
Daddy dadivoso ,
Me gusta compartir
to evict us
I'm slinging my discs like I slipped a meniscus
I don't need a clique been alone since a jit
So my money don't split when a hit get me rich rich
motherfuckin' wrist
Hittin' the dash, I ain't stoppin' for shit
Drivin' so fast that the emblem it glist'
Reach for my cash, hit my stash then you split
Vanilla
C-S-N-M-L
C-
C-S-N-M-L (Huh)
C-S-N-M-L
C-
C-S-N-M-L (Uh)
C-S-N-M-L, C-S-N-M-L
C-S-N-M-L, C-S-N-M-L
On the road the lanes I split
On my lips she wanna kiss
I
But I hit like I’m Bambino
And I lift like Uncle Rico .
You should be a better sport
I can see you’re lacking torque Like a focus you a Ford
I’ve been
drowning stick my hand out in Hopes to get a grasp.
Get a Gasp. Hard to Catch your breath without an assist or pass.
Must have missed the class split fast
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