R33
Roll the window down, let the smoke out
Pull up to the trash talk show punch his bro out
She fuck a young nigga
Cause my wrist gold Casio
Show up to the party
Bags full of green, no pistachios
Mother fucker yeah I bleed the same
But my charm is different
Yeah my wit is neutral
now yo girl submissive
I just wanna skyline
Keep it in tradition
Low mileage
46 styles
Bitch just mind yo business
Who you gonna & run tell? then they run as well
I'm a light beam baby feel no evil will
You just wanna take me out
Do that on my own
Had the e38 bitch I was just riding on chrome
Niggas they plot on yo dome
if it's up it's stuck
You a runner up, I'm the 1st in place nigga
catch up butter cup
Them boys shooting but they never wanna knuckle up
catch 'em when the winter done
Roll the window down, let the smoke out
Pull up to the trash talk show punch his bro out
She fuck a young nigga
Cause my wrist gold Casio
Show up to the party
Bags full of green, no pistachios
Mother fucker yeah I bleed the same
But my charm is different
Yeah my wit is neutral
now yo girl submissive
I just wanna skyline
Keep it in tradition
Low mileage
46 styles
Bitch just mind yo business
Pull up to the trash talk show punch his bro out
She fuck a young nigga
Cause my wrist gold Casio
Show up to the party
Bags full of green, no pistachios
Mother fucker yeah I bleed the same
But my charm is different
Yeah my wit is neutral
now yo girl submissive
I just wanna skyline
Keep it in tradition
Low mileage
46 styles
Bitch just mind yo business
Who you gonna & run tell? then they run as well
I'm a light beam baby feel no evil will
You just wanna take me out
Do that on my own
Had the e38 bitch I was just riding on chrome
Niggas they plot on yo dome
if it's up it's stuck
You a runner up, I'm the 1st in place nigga
catch up butter cup
Them boys shooting but they never wanna knuckle up
catch 'em when the winter done
Roll the window down, let the smoke out
Pull up to the trash talk show punch his bro out
She fuck a young nigga
Cause my wrist gold Casio
Show up to the party
Bags full of green, no pistachios
Mother fucker yeah I bleed the same
But my charm is different
Yeah my wit is neutral
now yo girl submissive
I just wanna skyline
Keep it in tradition
Low mileage
46 styles
Bitch just mind yo business
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Writer(s): Mekhi Wheeler-fayson
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