Most Wanted
See me riding in the whip
With the top down
Bitch with her top up
Wrists with the rocks loud
And hips with the glock tucked
Zip of the crop
Now a brick getting chopped up
Dip heard the cop sound
Another bitch pops up
I hit the gas
Going dummy on these rims
Get the bag
Get the cash
Throw some money at these pigs
We make it rain
Make it rain on them hoes
It starts to cover up the lanes
Like I'm paving the road
But yo
Two more coppers
Come approach from behind
I tell my baby grab ya chopper
But she's closer to mine
She pulls it out
Tells the other
Stop sweating ya fine
Aim for the neck or the spine
And start letting it fly
And so they
POP POP
Hit the tires and the lights
Another pierced the windshield
And made the driver say goodnight
He swerved right
Almost crashed into his backup
They lookin' like Heinz
Cuz I got em playing catch up
Yo this shits a wrap bruh
Hit the next exit don't stop
Tell my mans I'm coming through
To grab the freshest in the shop
I pull up and hop out
He start scrapping the body
I hand him G's
Hands me keys
Then I grab the Bugatti
And now I'm
Peeling out the garage slow
Got me really feeling
Like a Don like I'm Bosco
I can hear the sirens getting louder
And the crew comin' at me
I turn round the corner
And they flew right passed me
With the top down
Bitch with her top up
Wrists with the rocks loud
And hips with the glock tucked
Zip of the crop
Now a brick getting chopped up
Dip heard the cop sound
Another bitch pops up
I hit the gas
Going dummy on these rims
Get the bag
Get the cash
Throw some money at these pigs
We make it rain
Make it rain on them hoes
It starts to cover up the lanes
Like I'm paving the road
But yo
Two more coppers
Come approach from behind
I tell my baby grab ya chopper
But she's closer to mine
She pulls it out
Tells the other
Stop sweating ya fine
Aim for the neck or the spine
And start letting it fly
And so they
POP POP
Hit the tires and the lights
Another pierced the windshield
And made the driver say goodnight
He swerved right
Almost crashed into his backup
They lookin' like Heinz
Cuz I got em playing catch up
Yo this shits a wrap bruh
Hit the next exit don't stop
Tell my mans I'm coming through
To grab the freshest in the shop
I pull up and hop out
He start scrapping the body
I hand him G's
Hands me keys
Then I grab the Bugatti
And now I'm
Peeling out the garage slow
Got me really feeling
Like a Don like I'm Bosco
I can hear the sirens getting louder
And the crew comin' at me
I turn round the corner
And they flew right passed me
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Writer(s): Scott Wade
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