Lyrics:
with a science background
(Har-rison Ford, Har-rison Ford)
He was searching for a cup
(Har-rison Ford, Har-rison Ford)
While fighting pirates and bad
quit your job before you think you can fuck with me
Things on the Ford, plastic in my whores
Maybach truck be bouncin' up and down, it look like George
might pull up with that uzi (Prrra)
Yeah, she hit me up by a snoozie
Yeah, all this ice up on my wrist
She might think that I'm Lil Uzi
Yeah, she might
up
Thousand islands how I'm dressing flyer than a pilot
ODB with the FN imma catch a body
Finna run it up
Then I run it run it run it back
Finna run it
with me, they spray you up like Tom Ford
Got a lot of homies that'll ride too
They just wanna see ya eyes to the sky view
They ain't even make it out
love rock and roll
Put on the Ramones or Lita Ford of course yeah
I just want to be well
Put on some Jill Scott
I love some R&B
Bring in Ella
You know
want to see
Bring the kid and carry me
Rig it with the closeness
Hang my bones.
Submitted by Rene
GOING BLIND:
And I know how it's to be
down Bonnie and Clyde I saw death with my own eyes
The devil rode in a Ford V8 to a reckoning on that day
The life I knew would never be the same
in love with Sativa, like I really do need her
Ayy, and I fell in love with the lita
Ayy, cause that lita, ain't no cheater
Ayy, might just pop her out
right by my side but I'm on call with Omar (aye, yuh)
Driving in a fast car
Drive it like it's Nascar (nascar, nascar)
Run the money up, run the money up,
[Performed by Lita Ford]
Went to a party last Saturday night, didn't get laid I got in a fight. uh-huh, it ain't no big thing. Late for my job
going down
(It's going down)
Shoot em down
(Yuh)
With the fifty rounds
(With the fifty rounds)
Run the town
(Huh)
Fawsm got that bounce
(Got that bounce)
smoking
I should pull up in a
Ford cuz I'm always focused
She gone ride it like a horse
Gotta keep a trojan
Run up in a nigga house
Kick the doors open
thinkin' a tad bigger
You niggas talk fly, only fly at your last picture
And you look like the last picture
I just hit a home run, on clash with us
walking with a solo swag
You think you ballin' in that four do' Jag? Nah
In Tom Fords with a MK bag? nah
Give you a bird's eye view of the streets
Nigga,
with you baby
And I been staying out the news lately
I don't even got time for it
Try to put me in Tom Ford
But bitch I'm still rocking Rue, boy
White boys please! Can barely believe
I walk by as they hold they skeets
By the seams of they jeans
CREAM get the money
And run it to the hills y'all
Don't want nobody's name on my behind
Lee on my legs, sneakers on my feet
D by my side and Jay with the beat (beat)
Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, uh, uh
We
Don't want nobody's name on my behind
Lee on my legs, sneakers on my feet
D by my side and Jay with the beat (beat)
Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, uh, uh
We
Jumped ahead like June something
Still I'm wheeling that Maybach
Tom Ford with my braids back
Tom Ford and my shades black
Dope boy with a cape
in the ward with a bible
No remorse or survival
Hit another whore, That's the cycle
Drive by Ford with no doors on my rival, Leave him gored on arrival
came with the plan
I came with a Glock, bullets run out, niggas getting socked off top
We were selling dope, like we was from the rock
Off pot,
Cop the new Benz then hop in the Ford
I buy it all and you cannot afford
Rapping like you for me is a chore
Watch all your raps make me laugh
briefs
White boys please! Can barely believe
I walk by as they hold they skeets by the seams of they jeans
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, and run it
.jpg/200px-Lita_Ford_at_Jones_Beach_2012_01_(cropped).jpg "Lita Ford")
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