M class on the rear side
I feel like a dog in the coupe
Lil shawty wanna come on this side
She already kno I'm the truth
I'm the type to go and get a bag and then flip it right with my crew
You the type when you in a jam you gon be indicting your crew
It's a shame these niggas lames
Ain't a thing in my own lane
Let it bang no we don't play
I'm taking off hot like propane
Valentino camouflage dodging broads charged up like my phone be
Only want the bag if its large if it ain't nigga don't phone me
No dap we ain't homies
Niggas couldn't do shit for me had to run it up on my lonely
Praise to the most holy
Protect me from the opps and the police still gotta keep it on me
On point let it score b
Pocket watching niggas salty
Got a bitch chocolate like a frosty only hit me when she horny
Devil never show they horns so you gotta keep both eyes on him
And I'm off it
M class on the rear side
I feel like a dog in the coupe
Lil shawty wanna come on this side
She already kno I'm the truth
I'm the type to go and get a bag and then flip it right with my crew
You the type when you in a jam you gon be indicting your crew
It's a shame these niggas lames
Ain't a thing in my own lane
Let it bang no we don't play
I'm taking off hot like propane
Free alll the homies doing football numbers I swear that I miss em
I just wanna run another bag up with em till we break the ceiling
They ask how I'm feeling i say I ain't chillen I'm on a mission to a million
We thuggin gon Up it in public and dump it you ain't taking me I ain't wid it
In the Porsche I'm a asshole
You ain't talkin money keep your mouth closed
On the gram she a bottle girl when I hit the club saw her on the pole
My life's a maze I maneuver through it how I do it these niggas will never know
Said it's on sight when he see me caught him lackin oh yeah I'm gon up the score
GPS boy they out of bounds
Hitting jugs when we out the towns
Buss it open when I'm in her town
Feel like I'm a King got the crown
Red and orange man these niggas clowns
Wear expensive shit that you can't pronounce
Write a check and make the bank bounce
Real nigga through the ups and downs
M class on the rear side
I feel like a dog in the coupe
Lil shawty wanna come on this side
She already kno I'm the truth
I'm the type to go and get a bag and then flip it right with my crew
You the type when you in a jam you gon be indicting your crew
It's a shame these niggas lames
Ain't a thing in my own lane
Let it bang no we don't play
I'm taking off hot like propane
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M class on the rear side
I feel like a dog in the coupe
Lil shawty wanna come on this side
She already kno I'm the truth
I'm the type to go and get a bag and then flip it right with my crew
You the type when you in a jam you gon be indicting your crew
It's a shame these niggas lames
Ain't a thing in my own lane
Let it bang no we don't play
I'm taking off hot like propane
Valentino camouflage dodging broads charged up like my phone be
Only want the bag if its large if it ain't nigga don't phone me
No dap we ain't homies
Niggas couldn't do shit for me had to run it up on my lonely
Praise to the most holy
Protect me from the opps and the police still gotta keep it on me
On point let it score b
Pocket watching niggas salty
Got a bitch chocolate like a frosty only hit me when she horny
Devil never show they horns so you gotta keep both eyes on him
And I'm off it
M class on the rear side
I feel like a dog in the coupe
Lil shawty wanna come on this side
She already kno I'm the truth
I'm the type to go and get a bag and then flip it right with my crew
You the type when you in a jam you gon be indicting your crew
It's a shame these niggas lames
Ain't a thing in my own lane
Let it bang no we don't play
I'm taking off hot like propane
Free alll the homies doing football numbers I swear that I miss em
I just wanna run another bag up with em till we break the ceiling
They ask how I'm feeling i say I ain't chillen I'm on a mission to a million
We thuggin gon Up it in public and dump it you ain't taking me I ain't wid it
In the Porsche I'm a asshole
You ain't talkin money keep your mouth closed
On the gram she a bottle girl when I hit the club saw her on the pole
My life's a maze I maneuver through it how I do it these niggas will never know
Said it's on sight when he see me caught him lackin oh yeah I'm gon up the score
GPS boy they out of bounds
Hitting jugs when we out the towns
Buss it open when I'm in her town
Feel like I'm a King got the crown
Red and orange man these niggas clowns
Wear expensive shit that you can't pronounce
Write a check and make the bank bounce
Real nigga through the ups and downs
M class on the rear side
I feel like a dog in the coupe
Lil shawty wanna come on this side
She already kno I'm the truth
I'm the type to go and get a bag and then flip it right with my crew
You the type when you in a jam you gon be indicting your crew
It's a shame these niggas lames
Ain't a thing in my own lane
Let it bang no we don't play
I'm taking off hot like propane
I feel like a dog in the coupe
Lil shawty wanna come on this side
She already kno I'm the truth
I'm the type to go and get a bag and then flip it right with my crew
You the type when you in a jam you gon be indicting your crew
It's a shame these niggas lames
Ain't a thing in my own lane
Let it bang no we don't play
I'm taking off hot like propane
Valentino camouflage dodging broads charged up like my phone be
Only want the bag if its large if it ain't nigga don't phone me
No dap we ain't homies
Niggas couldn't do shit for me had to run it up on my lonely
Praise to the most holy
Protect me from the opps and the police still gotta keep it on me
On point let it score b
Pocket watching niggas salty
Got a bitch chocolate like a frosty only hit me when she horny
Devil never show they horns so you gotta keep both eyes on him
And I'm off it
M class on the rear side
I feel like a dog in the coupe
Lil shawty wanna come on this side
She already kno I'm the truth
I'm the type to go and get a bag and then flip it right with my crew
You the type when you in a jam you gon be indicting your crew
It's a shame these niggas lames
Ain't a thing in my own lane
Let it bang no we don't play
I'm taking off hot like propane
Free alll the homies doing football numbers I swear that I miss em
I just wanna run another bag up with em till we break the ceiling
They ask how I'm feeling i say I ain't chillen I'm on a mission to a million
We thuggin gon Up it in public and dump it you ain't taking me I ain't wid it
In the Porsche I'm a asshole
You ain't talkin money keep your mouth closed
On the gram she a bottle girl when I hit the club saw her on the pole
My life's a maze I maneuver through it how I do it these niggas will never know
Said it's on sight when he see me caught him lackin oh yeah I'm gon up the score
GPS boy they out of bounds
Hitting jugs when we out the towns
Buss it open when I'm in her town
Feel like I'm a King got the crown
Red and orange man these niggas clowns
Wear expensive shit that you can't pronounce
Write a check and make the bank bounce
Real nigga through the ups and downs
M class on the rear side
I feel like a dog in the coupe
Lil shawty wanna come on this side
She already kno I'm the truth
I'm the type to go and get a bag and then flip it right with my crew
You the type when you in a jam you gon be indicting your crew
It's a shame these niggas lames
Ain't a thing in my own lane
Let it bang no we don't play
I'm taking off hot like propane
Writer: Darius Taylor, Devan Baker
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid