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Run that back Stealy
Two, yeah, huh, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, uh, yeah
I'm getting high, I'm getting high, I'm getting high, shit, I'm getting, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah
huh, uh, yeah. I'm getting high, I'm getting high, I'm getting high
shit, I'm getting, huh, yeah
Ayy, yeah, fast car, 18 drive the whip like it's NASCAR, yeah, uh
Fuckin' up the asphalt, ayy, you ain't shootin' shit, homie
Yo' ass soft, yeah, yeah, uh, crash off
Young nigga so poppin', I might blast off, yeah, yeah
But we lit now and we all turned up, I'm just tryna see how it all turns out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I been poppin' they see what I'm doin' Only W's, bitch, I ain't losin
Need the Bentley, Beamer and a buick, When I'm ballin', yeah, I feel like Luka
Feel like Donฤiฤ , Shawty know that I'm a boss nigga
Only right that i need me a boss bitch
Independent and she work hard, i had to hit it in the office
Had to hit it, had to kill it
I had to put it in a coffin
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, uh, yeah
I'm gettin' high, I'm gettin' high I'm gettin' high, I'm gettin
Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, It's two
Grr, yeah, yeah, yeah
I just spent two hours with this bitch I won't get back no more
I done made some people feel like they don't wanna rap no more
All they do is shootin' guns, man, they don't want to scrap no more
I just wanna hit it, baby, zip it, throw it back some more
I seen that Impala in my dream, now that's my dream car
I can tell your homie, not your homie, cuz he switchin' on you
French, bitches, covered in baguettes, look like we in Paris
Grills on, still don't do no smilin', ice got me embarassed
Fly shit, pulled up in some rich denim
Ayy, fly shit, pulled up, I got cocaine, white
For the Air Force, the whole gang super fly
We like the Air Force, money over, bitches, we got business, what you stand for
Ten toes, pulled up, ready to die, don't even try, i move like Rambo
Lil' bitch gave me top, i end up bussin' shit like ammo
My bitch super hot, but shorty not too hot to handle
Keep my business private, when we link, she call me bestie
They tried to finesse me, wonder how I'm movin
Cause they can't even address me
Told them people I could do it big, and now i'm going larger
All we tryna do is trade the hooptie for a supercharger
They say two is too retarded, since I told them I was goin' hard
Man i been going harder
Steady put in work, I'm Hall of Fame, I feel like Tony Parker
Can't nobody guard him, superstar, I used to be a farmer
Now I'm up in Harbour
Fly shit, pulled up, couple chains on
Fly shit, I got palm angels ain't no halo
Fly shit, all I need is pesos
Bye bitch, they know I can't save no hoe
I just spent two hours with this bitch I won't get back no more
I done made some people feel like they don't wanna rap no more
All they do is shootin' guns, man, they don't want to scrap no more
I just wanna hit it, baby, zip it, throw it back some more
I seen that Impala in my dream, now that's my dream car
I can tell your homie, not your homie, cuz he switchin' on you
French, bitches, covered in baguettes, look like we in Paris
Grills on, still don't do no smilin', ice got me embarassed
I just spent two hours with this bitch, I won't get back no more
I done made some people feel like they don't wanna rap no more
French bitches, covered in baguettes, look like we in Paris
Grills on, still don't do no smiling
Ice got me embarassed, yeah, yeah, fly shit