Whippin' this sport ting (Uhh uuh)
Ridin, swervin' hittin' two hunnid' on the dashboard (Hittin' two hunnid)
I need the fat racks fillin' my safe (Yeah)
Gotta' pull out my phone needa' tap more (Woah)
Trap line jumpin, nittys keep bellin' my line
They're addicted to crack calls (Crack calls)
Geeked out my mind, pop a lil' pink or the perc
Or suttin' in a capsule (Uhh, uuh I'm geeked in this bitch)
How many times do I say it, huh (Huh yeah)
You better lock up the backdoor (Yeah yeah)
How many times am I sprayin' (Yeah, huh woah)
Hunnid' round drum on a block tour (Hunnid' round, hunnid' round drum)
Designer all on me I'm feelin' real live (Mmmh)
I'm off the henny in this bitch I can fly (Fly)
Diamonds and bezels is one of a kind (One of a kind)
Can't match me my drip too fire (No way)
Stay with the guys, don't try (Woah woah)
Try take mine you might die (You might die)
Rise up shoot (Mmh mmh)
Huh, hit fye (No way)
Rise up shoot (Mmh mmh)
Huh, I'm on time (Yeah yeah)
She wanna' be on the team, huh (On the team)
Cause she know that no one can do it like me (Huh, no one)
Listen in, I'm on my grind (Uhh)
You gotta' run up the ting (Gotta' run it, gotta' run it up)
Gotta' tour up in 3D
Certified nigga I keep it a hunnid' (I keep it, I keep it one hunnid)
That's why my team wanna' keep me (Yeah yeah)
Level up ting, I gotta' do it real big (Uhh)
Go sit back, watch man listen on CDs (Sit back, woah woah)
Tell her six at the crib come meet me (Six six)
Bad bitch real slut wan eat me (No way)
Ten gyal one room feelin' deevy (Wanna deev, wanna deevy)
Freak ting eyes up when she deeps me (When she deeps me)
Face card on point no meady (Love gyal)
Huh, did all this shit on my own (Mmmh)
I been a boss on my own (On my own)
Niggas round me can vouch that I did it alone (Yeah yeah)
Whippin' this sport ting (Uhh uuh)
Ridin, swervin' hittin' two hunnid' on the dashboard (Hittin' two hunnid)
I need the fat racks fillin' my safe (Yeah)
Gotta' pull out my phone needa' tap more (Woah)
Trap line jumpin, nittys keep bellin' my line
They're addicted to crack calls (Crack calls)
Geeked out my mind, pop a lil' pink or the perc
Or suttin' in a capsule (Uhh, uuh I'm geeked in this bitch)
How many times do I say it, huh (Huh yeah)
You better lock up the backdoor (Yeah yeah)
How many times am I sprayin' (Yeah, huh woah)
Hunnid' round drum on a block tour (Hunnid' round, hunnid' round drum)
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Whippin' this sport ting (Uhh uuh)
Ridin, swervin' hittin' two hunnid' on the dashboard (Hittin' two hunnid)
I need the fat racks fillin' my safe (Yeah)
Gotta' pull out my phone needa' tap more (Woah)
Trap line jumpin, nittys keep bellin' my line
They're addicted to crack calls (Crack calls)
Geeked out my mind, pop a lil' pink or the perc
Or suttin' in a capsule (Uhh, uuh I'm geeked in this bitch)
How many times do I say it, huh (Huh yeah)
You better lock up the backdoor (Yeah yeah)
How many times am I sprayin' (Yeah, huh woah)
Hunnid' round drum on a block tour (Hunnid' round, hunnid' round drum)
Designer all on me I'm feelin' real live (Mmmh)
I'm off the henny in this bitch I can fly (Fly)
Diamonds and bezels is one of a kind (One of a kind)
Can't match me my drip too fire (No way)
Stay with the guys, don't try (Woah woah)
Try take mine you might die (You might die)
Rise up shoot (Mmh mmh)
Huh, hit fye (No way)
Rise up shoot (Mmh mmh)
Huh, I'm on time (Yeah yeah)
She wanna' be on the team, huh (On the team)
Cause she know that no one can do it like me (Huh, no one)
Listen in, I'm on my grind (Uhh)
You gotta' run up the ting (Gotta' run it, gotta' run it up)
Gotta' tour up in 3D
Certified nigga I keep it a hunnid' (I keep it, I keep it one hunnid)
That's why my team wanna' keep me (Yeah yeah)
Level up ting, I gotta' do it real big (Uhh)
Go sit back, watch man listen on CDs (Sit back, woah woah)
Tell her six at the crib come meet me (Six six)
Bad bitch real slut wan eat me (No way)
Ten gyal one room feelin' deevy (Wanna deev, wanna deevy)
Freak ting eyes up when she deeps me (When she deeps me)
Face card on point no meady (Love gyal)
Huh, did all this shit on my own (Mmmh)
I been a boss on my own (On my own)
Niggas round me can vouch that I did it alone (Yeah yeah)
Whippin' this sport ting (Uhh uuh)
Ridin, swervin' hittin' two hunnid' on the dashboard (Hittin' two hunnid)
I need the fat racks fillin' my safe (Yeah)
Gotta' pull out my phone needa' tap more (Woah)
Trap line jumpin, nittys keep bellin' my line
They're addicted to crack calls (Crack calls)
Geeked out my mind, pop a lil' pink or the perc
Or suttin' in a capsule (Uhh, uuh I'm geeked in this bitch)
How many times do I say it, huh (Huh yeah)
You better lock up the backdoor (Yeah yeah)
How many times am I sprayin' (Yeah, huh woah)
Hunnid' round drum on a block tour (Hunnid' round, hunnid' round drum)
Ridin, swervin' hittin' two hunnid' on the dashboard (Hittin' two hunnid)
I need the fat racks fillin' my safe (Yeah)
Gotta' pull out my phone needa' tap more (Woah)
Trap line jumpin, nittys keep bellin' my line
They're addicted to crack calls (Crack calls)
Geeked out my mind, pop a lil' pink or the perc
Or suttin' in a capsule (Uhh, uuh I'm geeked in this bitch)
How many times do I say it, huh (Huh yeah)
You better lock up the backdoor (Yeah yeah)
How many times am I sprayin' (Yeah, huh woah)
Hunnid' round drum on a block tour (Hunnid' round, hunnid' round drum)
Designer all on me I'm feelin' real live (Mmmh)
I'm off the henny in this bitch I can fly (Fly)
Diamonds and bezels is one of a kind (One of a kind)
Can't match me my drip too fire (No way)
Stay with the guys, don't try (Woah woah)
Try take mine you might die (You might die)
Rise up shoot (Mmh mmh)
Huh, hit fye (No way)
Rise up shoot (Mmh mmh)
Huh, I'm on time (Yeah yeah)
She wanna' be on the team, huh (On the team)
Cause she know that no one can do it like me (Huh, no one)
Listen in, I'm on my grind (Uhh)
You gotta' run up the ting (Gotta' run it, gotta' run it up)
Gotta' tour up in 3D
Certified nigga I keep it a hunnid' (I keep it, I keep it one hunnid)
That's why my team wanna' keep me (Yeah yeah)
Level up ting, I gotta' do it real big (Uhh)
Go sit back, watch man listen on CDs (Sit back, woah woah)
Tell her six at the crib come meet me (Six six)
Bad bitch real slut wan eat me (No way)
Ten gyal one room feelin' deevy (Wanna deev, wanna deevy)
Freak ting eyes up when she deeps me (When she deeps me)
Face card on point no meady (Love gyal)
Huh, did all this shit on my own (Mmmh)
I been a boss on my own (On my own)
Niggas round me can vouch that I did it alone (Yeah yeah)
Whippin' this sport ting (Uhh uuh)
Ridin, swervin' hittin' two hunnid' on the dashboard (Hittin' two hunnid)
I need the fat racks fillin' my safe (Yeah)
Gotta' pull out my phone needa' tap more (Woah)
Trap line jumpin, nittys keep bellin' my line
They're addicted to crack calls (Crack calls)
Geeked out my mind, pop a lil' pink or the perc
Or suttin' in a capsule (Uhh, uuh I'm geeked in this bitch)
How many times do I say it, huh (Huh yeah)
You better lock up the backdoor (Yeah yeah)
How many times am I sprayin' (Yeah, huh woah)
Hunnid' round drum on a block tour (Hunnid' round, hunnid' round drum)
Writer: Ja'red Orji
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid