e30

Pull up with a mask like MF Doom
New e30, I get in, I zoom
TEC in the air, I make shit boom
I raid my old hoe house like tomb
None of these bitches, they see me, no cap
None of these bitches, they see me, no cap
None of these bitches, they see me, no cap
I just went down on a bitch
And the valet took the whip
New strain take me to the moon
New purp in my cup, like Prince
I was just down bad for the cash
Now I spend what I can make back
My neck like a VMA plaque
This money won't fold, too fat

Aye aye yeah yeah
She wanna go and take off all her clothes
Too choosy bitch, she miney mo
She give me top while I'm on a road
(Ice on my neck, I let it go)
Burberry bitch from head to toe
(Tint in the car, can't see my hoe)
I need a bitch that love to smoke
I speed on the road cause fuck the law
In the backseat with a freaky thot
And all of my enemies hate my Glock
Woah, aye, I skirt with my twin like Hobbs & Shaw
Makeout with a bitch while I'm on the job
I'm kicking this shit like Tony Hawk
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Writer(s): Phillip Kravtsov
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