Cars & Coffee

Damn
I'm down the hill dodgin' dogs in my eight
Fuck what you waitin' for, I wake up and take it (nigga)
I see you breakin' boy
I knew you couldn't make it nigga

Every car I got slammed to the pavement (nigga)
What I spent for these you couldn't make the payments (nigga)
I put my leather through a true north fragrance
New rotiforms hit the fender I heard it scrapin' (nigga)

I hit the scene with a couple blunts
No, this is not the Runtz
They say what you smokin' on?
Bitch I'm smokin' diamond crumbs
She just bought herself a car
Now she gettin' to and from
I fucked her then I fucked her friend
Cause she said it's cool with her

I fucked her then I ducked again
But I still ain't through with her
Katanas in the chandelier
Like I'm a Yakuza or sum'
We used to crack cars
Now I feel so bad for screwin' em
Now I send legal money back to my jeweler and them

I pull up so clean she eliminated you and him
I don't give no fuck bout none of you niggas, or the rest of them
I pulled up with more HP
And got the best of him
Smell the weed from here to AZ
She came back again

Dub edition tour I pull up and scream "I'm back again"
See the line up and wrap around
Than back down again
She asked me permission if it's cool if she can bring a friend
She said this my only best friend
We the freaky twins

How much do you know?
What you know bout what you think you know?
I know you went broke
And don't ask me how I think I know
Spin, then I spin again
Rims and the Michelin's
Got to spec the custom lens

I'm at the Cars & Coffee in my old school
Old dudes think it's cool
They said you got a classic fool
I turned the tables in my favor
Told that bitch to sign this waiver
'Fore you partake in them party favors

God damn I just beat a Lamb
They caught me in the traffic cam
Send the ticket don't give a damn
I hit the streets and make the traffic jam
All my niggas ridin' slam
Play with me I get ya blammed
I'll put ya with some eggs and ham

Bitch came from a foreign town
Chain came out the Hoover Dam
Hit the club and tore it down
On tour I do that every town
She said what's up with it now?
I said what's up and beat it down
Hollow squad the toughest round
I hit the show and blow it down

I don't do no runnin' round
The smoke I pull up windows down
He popped up now he underground
I told his ass to settle down
I pop up damn near anywhere
But you ain't never see me 'round
I don't give no fuck bout none of you niggas
Or who you be around