McLaren Truck

Brrt
Nigga, we don't say the biggest no more, nigga
He told you, this shit don't get no bigger, nigga
BTTP, man, we bigger than the program, man, I stamp that
I'm on some dumb shit today

Okay, slime Phantom, Louis bandana, nigga, fully Doja, Louis loafers
Got 60 bitches in competetion to win me over
I tell the bitch, "Slime him out now," bet she do what she 'possed to
Kick down the door, turnt the whole city up, can't go like Sosa
Hate bein' sober, Aventador SVJ roaster, twin toasters
Young nigga stood ten in the feds, came out that bitch more colder
Turnt your ho out, she in her first threesome in a Rolls Royce (on gang)

My millions stuck in double digits, but that shit ain't enough
I'm tryna be the first one jump out that McLaren truck
My lil' Chiraq ho, she love to fuck me to that "Should've Ducked"
As soon as we get the intel, that's the same day we gon' send him up (on gang)

If you bangin', see 'em off, as soon you hear this, hold your blick up
My money causin' pistols up, McLaren truck, can't come quick enough
To then I'm turnin' they spectre off, Ferrari still collectin' dust
He made it off a shit bag, but he started off a vegetable
I shoot like I'm king, cuh 'em from Golden State
Got my more chicken than a fair Tray on Thursday, Celine buckethead with the shades
I'm quick to call up Trigga, mane, he'll point that trigger at your face
I paid eight thousand for this fit, I gotta rock it one more day (okay, gang)

Okay, slime Phantom, Louis bandana, nigga, fully Doja, Louis loafers
Got 60 bitches in competition to wham me over
I tell the bitch, "Slime him out now," bet she do what she 'possed to
Kick down the door, turnt the whole city up, can't go like Sosa
Hate bein' sober, Aventador SVJ roaster, twin toasters
Young nigga stood ten in the feds, came out that bitch more colder
Turnt your ho out, she in her first threesome in a Rolls Royce (on gang)

Turnt your ho out, she count her first ticket in a 'Rari truck
New bulletproof Cybertruck, I used to ride the MARTA bus
I can go 120 in six seconds, ain't no catchin' us
In Shiesty Gang that we trust, fresh out the jail, four riches up

If I move my arm in this bitch, your ho go tryna fuck
I grew out my dreads just to whack somethin' and go get them cut
Won't make me proud, go catch a face, call KD when you zip him up
Ay, pussy nigga quit ball huggin' their motion, turn your members up
We migrated to FRTs, the feds pickin' 'em switches up
That type of pressure we applyin', we make gangsters go snitch on us
If you panic upon a move, we label you freeze cup
I kept tryna pull a hank out the car but one of his feet was stuck (true story)

Okay, slime Phantom, Louis bandana, nigga, fully Doja, Louis loafers
Got 60 bitches in competetion to wham me over
I tell the bitch, "Slime him out now," bet she do what she 'possed to
Kick down the door, turnt the whole city up, can't go like Sosa
Hate bein' sober, Aventador SVJ roaster, twin toasters
Young nigga stood ten in the feds, came out that bitch more colder
Turnt your ho out, she in her first threesome in a Rolls Royce, on gang