E30

Got some new plates, don't lead no chase now This a E30, huh, we could race now, yeah
On another flight, huh, just to skip town
Hop up in my new whip when I touch down, yeah

I need that GTR, I rock out, no guitar
I'm born to be a star, real shit like I'm a tsar
No JoJo, I'm bizarre, we leavin' tire marks when we skrrt off the tar (Skrrt), ah
I wanna livery on that bitch, I want a turbo in my whip
2JZ, need to tune that quick, brand new rims, know they BBS
Not playin' games, no, this not DS
I love cars and I love model hoes who hop up in that Lex'
I don't say what brand I'm rockin', but just know that my jeans distressed
Finna cop a brand new car and pull up in some shit you ain't expect, huh, yeah I stay with my gang like we NSYNC, huh
You can try to bite this swag, it's harder than you think, dawg
I smoke so much weed that no one's matchin' me, yeah, yeah
I got every brand, bitch, I got everything, yeah, yeah
Don't want no new friends, 'cause my gang stay with me, yeah, yeah My gang never late, no, I don't wait 'til three, hell nah
Half these n****s talkin' while I've been steady locked in
The whole world, they been watchin', but I don't even post often
And I don't do no dab pens, hope that shit got you coughin'
Just bought a new whip, I just copped that shit on auction

Got some new plates, don't lead no chase now This a E30, huh, we could race now, yeah
On another flight, huh, just to skip town
Hop up in my new whip when I touch down, yeah Got some new plates, don't lead no chase now This a E30, huh, we could race now, yeah
On another flight, huh, just to skip town
Hop up in my new whip when I touch down, yeah

(wxstwrld, bitch)



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Writer(s): Edgar Sarrat, Max Carrington, Ben Colman
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