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your back just like a cardigan
It don't even matter 'bout the car we in
Long as you up front while I am driving
Then I'm up in heaven
It don't matter

by the islands drinking martinis
Yeah, and I'm a child of the past
I like my top dropped and my cars to go fast
Drive around the town in a Countach

the bait
Renting spaces in my bitches' minds, I need real estate
Mind games can't never fuck with me
I'm in my Realest State
I just treated her like shit I

kill it
While I'm stroking
Suddenly Billy Ocean
She sings then explosion
Remember we rode around
In cars that were stolen
Had to hop the train
Didn't

and move it to the stocks
Take that and flip that and buy up the block
Commercial residential it's all real estate
Now ask a big boss King what he really

même (Yeah, yeah)
On peut se battre, j'ai du mal à flancher (Flancher)
J'suis trop bête, j'arrive plus à penser (Penser)
Car ces temps-ci, j'pense plus

can't manage or keep up with all the food on my plate
It's stacking up I wanna buy my mum a fatty estate
Next to a lake
Elated all the problems she had,

told her she the type of shit that I'm into
She hop on and ride me like I do instrumentals
Real estate in the A not to mention
Real ones leave rip Mauri

is what these niggas claim yuh
I'm swerving auto coupe the range
My car gone sell like real estate
Jealousy's the price I pay
My heart may come ain't

ache
If he seen wit her that's real estate
Call me queen sugar boss bih Charley
In a rental car dats a prom date
Medusa head that Versace
Gurl how u been

drippy
Foreign cars it's all paid for its all new money
She got receipts
Mansions in the east buying out the west
Only right she gone play for keeps
All

your beef better not get involved
'Cause I'm killin' everybody with him in the car
If you ridin' for that boy you gon' die too
You gon' get a tuxedo

Life is good, ayy
Car fast as fuck
Ain't got pulled over once while I was acting up
Hundred twenty while I'm headed to Sonoma
I ain't turning

noodles
No more steak fuck tryna buy the crib
I wanna buy the estate
I got a couple E's sold
Got pills on the road
Chillin' by the fireplace at the
House by

to stay a car the license plates her name and
I'm gon need a big estate tryna survive the murder rate yeah
Young hitta I graduate throw my cap and I cap his

a problem my money gon speak on it
My car won't even start if I don't got a stick in det bihh like I dnt got da key on me
Bands Inna mattress I told em I got

probably wrong
That's what I'm on
So fuck what the critics say
Let's get this rap money and throw it in real estate
I'm talking 'bout day to day
I promise

car (woah)
Maybe escalade forget a house and cop an f8 (woah)
The bank is looking bummy so I need more things to operate
Forget a new estate I'm tryna

hold no weight
You bitches live in imaginary cribs
And bitch I am real estate
Bitch I get high I don't smoke runtz
Got my hand up her skirt in

and laughed the whole full way
We didn't get home till very late
Yeah
Yeah I've been there before so you know I relate
You trade me like property-no real estate

and 
Don't be slamming 
My damn car door
Attitude from daddy 
So it's fuck ya if you act up
Escalator style 
How you see me 
Climb the ladder
Yes it's getting

boots were not strapped for the cash
When I had no cars for the crash
When I gave no fucks for the past
When memories sang to the last
A cold to break out

the estate
Telling me that you will need space
All of my niggas they see you with niggas
They show me that shit on a replay
No lie no lie you deserve this
Cos

the track?
I know this shit fire dawg I'm running out of bars
8 bars in and I'm running out of fuel in this car
Whoa, this a freestyle, let's have fun for