Prince Scooter - 160 (feat. Frank Bank & Casio) Lyrics

Um um um yeah

160 on the dashboard (YEAH!)
Ain't got no gas in the whip but I'm smoking gas tho (Oh yeah)
Switching lanes speeding driving like an asshole (Foreal)
Running from the plug and I still ain't going back no (Let's go let's go)
Yeah 160 on the dash board (Yeah yeah)
Kick them hoes up out my car ima asshole (Yeah that's me)
And they asking all these questions won't go back no more (Go back no more)
Niggas hating
Niggas scheming, plotting, watching
But I still don't give no f*cks
I know what's up
I run it up
But I still don't give no f*cks
I run it up
I know what's up yeah
Yeah yeah

160 on the dashboard
Counting up everyday I'm getting past you
Pulling up in that Range and ain't shit change
Ima grown ass man we don't play no games
When I'm in LA
Smoke up on that strong kush
Backwoods
People out here watching up to no good
Like they should
Nigga getting to the mula baby where's the ruler
Hella ice on my pendant tell me who's cooler
Try a smash out like a Ashton
I need that cash man
Most these people out here taxing but ain't no bags man
Wanna chill off on the beach rollin up relaxing
It's some people wanna hate they don't want no traction

160 on the dashboard (YEAH!)
Ain't got no gas in the whip but I'm smoking gas tho (Oh yeah)
Switching lanes speeding driving like an asshole (Foreal)
Running from the plug and I still ain't going back no (Let's go let's go)
Yeah 160 on the dash board (Yeah yeah)
Kick them hoes up out my car ima asshole (Yeah that's me)
And they asking all these questions won't go back no more (Go back no more)
Niggas hating
Niggas scheming, plotting, watching
But I still don't give no f*cks
I know what's up
I run it up
But I still don't give no f*cks
I run it up
I know what's up yeah
Yeah yeah

I don't give no f*cks
All these bitches want me they can't get no love
I been on the road windows tinted up
All these drugs I swear I be going up
Going up
Can anyone relate
Money has been made cause we got rid of the hate
I feel like I'm starving I got too much on my plate
Way back when we had nothing but I see brighter days
I see brighter days (Yeah yeah)
I smoke on the gas
Roll up a wood
And I never pass
I hop in the whip
And I do the dash
Niggas be jealous
And bitches be mad
And I do 100 on the freeway yeah
All the birds be swerving like a speedway (Yeah)
Yeah

160 on the dashboard
Ain't got no gas in the whip but I'm smoking gas tho
Switching lanes speeding driving like an asshole
Running from the plug and I still ain't going back no (Let's go let's go)
Yeah 160 on the dash board (Yeah yeah)
Kick them hoes up out my car ima asshole (Yeah that's me)
And they asking all these questions won't go back no more (Go back no more)
Niggas hating
Niggas scheming, plotting, watching
But I still don't give no f*cks
I know what's up
I run it up
But I still don't give no f*cks
I run it up
I know what's up yeah
Yeah yeah