State Cars

Yeah, Pacino
Young nigga blowin up like c4
Tryna get to this mf bankroll
Get to this mf bankroll
Tryna see why these mfs hate bro
Tryna get a young nigga fuckin case closed

Nigga ridin round with this AR
Ridin round town duckin state cars
Pull up on the plug he don't stay far
Gotta bad bitch cookin A Raw
Takin dope just to keep me out my feelins
Fuck the feds tryna label me a villain
Pussy niggas bein way too subliminal
Pussy bitches bein way too subliminal
Way too subliminal
I just had to pay another fine
Nigga got me fuxked up think I'm doin time
All these hoes wanna fuck better get in line
And you ain't gotta do me cause I'm doin mine
Shit a hurt ya eyes all I do is shine
Hit the bank bro counting paper all the time
Hit the bank bro counting paper all the time
I remember long nights we was in the hood
Heard a nigga got popped mann he prolly should
Catch a nigga rollin dice mann wats really good
Tryna live a certain life misunderstood
Mann don't believe the hype he ain't really hood
But my nigga Will still in the hood
And he still lookin for a lick
Tryna get a nigga for a brick

Tryna get a nigga for a brick
Pull up on a fuxk nigga real quick
We'll let it hit hit
Got alotta shit I gotta deal with
Bitch tryna steal shit
Neva let a bitch try to steal shit
We was in the field bitch
We was really trappin in the field bitch

Swervo yeah that my lil homie
Got them racks and yeah he keep it on em
In my bag I don't see no opponent
Bad bitch wimme in love for the moment

Nigga ridin round with this AR
Ridin round town duckin state cars
Pull up on the plug he don't stay far
Gotta bad Bitch cookin A Raw
Takin dope just to keep me out my feelins
Fuck the feds tryna label me a villain
Pussy niggas bein way too subliminal
Pussy bitches bein way too subliminal
Way too subliminal
I just had to pay another fine
Nigga got me fuxked up think I'm doin time
All these hoes wanna fuck better get in line
And you ain't gotta do me cause I'm doin mine
Shit a hurt ya eyes all I do is shine
Hit the bank bro counting paper all the time
Hit the bank bro counting paper all the time
I remember long nights we was in the hood
Heard a nigga got popped mann he prolly should
Catch a nigga rollin dice mann wats really good
Tryna live a certain life misunderstood
Mann don't believe the hype he ain't really hood
But my nigga Will still in the hood
And he still lookin for a lick
Tryna get a nigga for a brick



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Writer(s): Tramon Cameron
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