Copped a whip, bulletproofed the window
It's like, it's like Gran Turismo, uh
Your niggas can't keep up, your whip's too slow
That shit ain't Gran Turismo, uh
My door's so low like it did the limbo
That's that Gran Turismo, uh
And if you're wonderin' where did your chick go
We're doin' up Gran Turismo
She on her knees, can't make him peace
'Cause I'm in that C63 AMG
Or I'm in that 911 Porsche
Chick with me and she smokin' like my exhaust
I'm from the hood now I'm livin' in a mansion
Like a black James Bond when I'm sittin' in the Aston
Remember when I came out of court feelin' pissed off
So I copped the Range Rover Sport
You can give me head but you can't keep gaggin'
'Cause I can't mess up the seats in this G-Wagon
Gotta switch up the whips, baby, I'm a rap star
This ain't my Q8 it's my nigga Scrapz car
Told my nigga Khan come scoot me in the Maybach
I ain't waitin' 'til April to get a Maybach
I was in the breakfast bar eatin' salmon
Had to tell Karen I ain't movin' my McLaren
It's Nines
Copped a whip, bulletproofed the window
It's like, it's like Gran Turismo, uh
Your niggas can't keep up, your whip's too slow
That shit ain't Gran Turismo, uh
My door's so low like it did the limbo
That's that Gran Turismo, uh
And if you're wonderin' where did your chick go
We're doin' up Gran Turismo
2024 I'm smarter and I'm wiser
Me and Ydee hoppin' out the Double-R with a driver
My nigga Hav copped the X5
Know I love cars so I took it for a test drive
Still hoppin' out the Bentley truck
With my Friday chick and she's Fendied up
You can't drag race me, we can have a bet
Been through most whips, still ain't had a Bugatti yet
In the C-Class that's my blender
Shout my nigga Billy, go pick up the Defender
Got the Cullinan parked up outside the rave
Came a long way from the Ferrari in the microwave
Came out a jail I had no car
My nigga A2 is like, "Here take the Golf R"
Should I take the Jag, nah today I'm in the Urus
The way I switch whips all you haters can't afford this
It's Nines
Copped a whip, bulletproofed the window
It's like, it's like Gran Turismo, uh
Your niggas can't keep up, your whip's too slow
That shit ain't Gran Turismo, uh
My door's so low like it did the limbo
That's that Gran Turismo, uh
And if you're wonderin' where did your chick go
We're doin' up Gran Turismo
The niggas been doin' up Gran Turismo since '15 '16
Me and Likkle T comin' through in X5 and Audis and shit
This ain't nothin' new to us
Yeah, that's all I got to say nigga
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Copped a whip, bulletproofed the window
It's like, it's like Gran Turismo, uh
Your niggas can't keep up, your whip's too slow
That shit ain't Gran Turismo, uh
My door's so low like it did the limbo
That's that Gran Turismo, uh
And if you're wonderin' where did your chick go
We're doin' up Gran Turismo
She on her knees, can't make him peace
'Cause I'm in that C63 AMG
Or I'm in that 911 Porsche
Chick with me and she smokin' like my exhaust
I'm from the hood now I'm livin' in a mansion
Like a black James Bond when I'm sittin' in the Aston
Remember when I came out of court feelin' pissed off
So I copped the Range Rover Sport
You can give me head but you can't keep gaggin'
'Cause I can't mess up the seats in this G-Wagon
Gotta switch up the whips, baby, I'm a rap star
This ain't my Q8 it's my nigga Scrapz car
Told my nigga Khan come scoot me in the Maybach
I ain't waitin' 'til April to get a Maybach
I was in the breakfast bar eatin' salmon
Had to tell Karen I ain't movin' my McLaren
It's Nines
Copped a whip, bulletproofed the window
It's like, it's like Gran Turismo, uh
Your niggas can't keep up, your whip's too slow
That shit ain't Gran Turismo, uh
My door's so low like it did the limbo
That's that Gran Turismo, uh
And if you're wonderin' where did your chick go
We're doin' up Gran Turismo
2024 I'm smarter and I'm wiser
Me and Ydee hoppin' out the Double-R with a driver
My nigga Hav copped the X5
Know I love cars so I took it for a test drive
Still hoppin' out the Bentley truck
With my Friday chick and she's Fendied up
You can't drag race me, we can have a bet
Been through most whips, still ain't had a Bugatti yet
In the C-Class that's my blender
Shout my nigga Billy, go pick up the Defender
Got the Cullinan parked up outside the rave
Came a long way from the Ferrari in the microwave
Came out a jail I had no car
My nigga A2 is like, "Here take the Golf R"
Should I take the Jag, nah today I'm in the Urus
The way I switch whips all you haters can't afford this
It's Nines
Copped a whip, bulletproofed the window
It's like, it's like Gran Turismo, uh
Your niggas can't keep up, your whip's too slow
That shit ain't Gran Turismo, uh
My door's so low like it did the limbo
That's that Gran Turismo, uh
And if you're wonderin' where did your chick go
We're doin' up Gran Turismo
The niggas been doin' up Gran Turismo since '15 '16
Me and Likkle T comin' through in X5 and Audis and shit
This ain't nothin' new to us
Yeah, that's all I got to say nigga
It's like, it's like Gran Turismo, uh
Your niggas can't keep up, your whip's too slow
That shit ain't Gran Turismo, uh
My door's so low like it did the limbo
That's that Gran Turismo, uh
And if you're wonderin' where did your chick go
We're doin' up Gran Turismo
She on her knees, can't make him peace
'Cause I'm in that C63 AMG
Or I'm in that 911 Porsche
Chick with me and she smokin' like my exhaust
I'm from the hood now I'm livin' in a mansion
Like a black James Bond when I'm sittin' in the Aston
Remember when I came out of court feelin' pissed off
So I copped the Range Rover Sport
You can give me head but you can't keep gaggin'
'Cause I can't mess up the seats in this G-Wagon
Gotta switch up the whips, baby, I'm a rap star
This ain't my Q8 it's my nigga Scrapz car
Told my nigga Khan come scoot me in the Maybach
I ain't waitin' 'til April to get a Maybach
I was in the breakfast bar eatin' salmon
Had to tell Karen I ain't movin' my McLaren
It's Nines
Copped a whip, bulletproofed the window
It's like, it's like Gran Turismo, uh
Your niggas can't keep up, your whip's too slow
That shit ain't Gran Turismo, uh
My door's so low like it did the limbo
That's that Gran Turismo, uh
And if you're wonderin' where did your chick go
We're doin' up Gran Turismo
2024 I'm smarter and I'm wiser
Me and Ydee hoppin' out the Double-R with a driver
My nigga Hav copped the X5
Know I love cars so I took it for a test drive
Still hoppin' out the Bentley truck
With my Friday chick and she's Fendied up
You can't drag race me, we can have a bet
Been through most whips, still ain't had a Bugatti yet
In the C-Class that's my blender
Shout my nigga Billy, go pick up the Defender
Got the Cullinan parked up outside the rave
Came a long way from the Ferrari in the microwave
Came out a jail I had no car
My nigga A2 is like, "Here take the Golf R"
Should I take the Jag, nah today I'm in the Urus
The way I switch whips all you haters can't afford this
It's Nines
Copped a whip, bulletproofed the window
It's like, it's like Gran Turismo, uh
Your niggas can't keep up, your whip's too slow
That shit ain't Gran Turismo, uh
My door's so low like it did the limbo
That's that Gran Turismo, uh
And if you're wonderin' where did your chick go
We're doin' up Gran Turismo
The niggas been doin' up Gran Turismo since '15 '16
Me and Likkle T comin' through in X5 and Audis and shit
This ain't nothin' new to us
Yeah, that's all I got to say nigga
Writer: Courtney Freckleton, Cardo
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