1982
B-B-Bankroll got It
I'm in a 1982 Mercedes-Benz, burnin' rubber
Bitch, this ain't no play, play shit, I'm bringin' Ms to my mother
On this Big Worm pack, I'm smokin' kill like Chris Tucker
Everybody love me, 'cause I keep it real like no other
I'm in a 1982 Mercedes-Benz, burnin' rubber
Bitch, this ain't no play, play shit, I'm bringin' Ms to my mother
On this Big Worm pack, I'm smokin' kill like Chris Tucker
Everybody love me, 'cause I keep it real like no other
If you hate me, then you hate me dry, and we know that's fo' sho'
My dad taught me how to keep it gangster, it ain't no ho inside my soul
Better revalue why you here, play your part, and help row this boat
I love too hard, so if your loyalty ain't there, then you gots to go
Don't play wit' me, play with your pussy, I ain't a killer, but don't push me
Just walked up outside your mama house smellin' like straight budussy
I'm a glad Texan Mexican, I got a country grammar
You can call me Jim Adler, hit her ahh with the Texas hammer, huh
Money makin' Mexican, that's what I am, huh
Fuck everybody, do this shit for the fam, huh
Baby say she love me, I don't give a damn, huh
Fuck them lil' pork chops, lil' bitch, I'm 'bout to go in Ham
I just kick back and watch the route got me feelin' like I'm Cam
Wild boy just like I'm Steve-O, kick-flippin' money like Bam
Sippin' drank in New York City, I pour a tre out for Yams
Just rolled an eighth out the Jordan pack, got it hidden like it's wham
I'm in a 1982 Mercedes-Benz, burnin' rubber
Bitch, this ain't no play, play shit, I'm bringin' Ms to my mother
On this Big Worm pack, I'm smokin' kill like Chris Tucker
Everybody love me, 'cause I keep it real like no other
I'm in a 1982 Mercedes-Benz, burnin' rubber (yeah)
Bitch, this ain't no play, play shit, I'm bringin' Ms (uh) to my mother (yeah)
On this Big Worm pack, I'm smokin' kill (yeah) like Chris Tucker (dollar line sign)
Everybody love me, (yeah) 'cause I keep it real like no other (look)
I was flippin' in that 1996 (six) prolly witcho bitch
Off-white just like a brick (brick), see the way it sit
Wide body like 'em thick (thick), make them haters sick
When I come through (yeah) with the kit (yeah), mad your kids wan' take a flick (yeah)
See me holdin' no (holdin' no), they just tellin' fibs, all Pinocchio (yeah)
Wanna be a real boy, what I'm really holdin', hoe
We up in the 'Vettes now, smokin' tires like a O (Vroom)
Prayin' for my downfall, niggas need to let it go
Dippin' in the Chevy, know it's heavy, and I'm stayin' ready (yeah, yeah)
Speakin' like Andretti wit' no top, I'm only chasin' fetti (yeah, yeah)
Nigga know it's LE at the dollar sign (dollar sign) when you address me
They be like, "He comin' back already, call him Makaveli" (ehe)
That concave goin' deep, I ain't gotta pause
Doin' what I wanna when I wanna, I ain't got a boss
This a one-of-one, ain't that other shit you come across (yeah)
Stuntin' like my daddy, goin' hard, but that leather soft (uh)
I'm in a 1982 Mercedes-Benz, burnin' rubber
Bitch, this ain't no play, play shit, I'm bringin' Ms to my mother
On this Big Worm pack, I'm smokin' kill like Chris Tucker
Everybody love me, 'cause I keep it real like no other
I'm in a 1982 Mercedes-Benz, burnin' rubber
Bitch, this ain't no play, play shit, I'm bringin' Ms to my mother
On this Big Worm pack, I'm smokin' kill like Chris Tucker
Everybody love me, 'cause I keep it real like no other
Everybody love me well, not everybody, couple haters plottin', pocket-watchin'
Life ain't treatin' 'em well, and they think it's my problem
First class, a farewell, I rockabye by 'em, and I'm outside wit' a Mai Tai
Niggas ain't gremlins for real, those fools still mogwais
Nine chains on, I should have a patch over my eye (yeah)
I feel like Slick Rick in this bitch, Bally Animals tied
They look up to me, 'cause I'm fly, look up from me 'cause I'm high
Full of weed, not tired, don't judge me by my eyes (by my eyes)
Comin' down paint wet like a water slide (paint wet like a water slide)
OT gave me a case of Coca-Colas from off of his side, yeah
I'm in a 1982 Mercedes-Benz, burnin' rubber
Bitch, this ain't no play-play shit, I'm bringin' Ms to my mother
On this Big Worm pack, I'm smokin' kill like Chris Tucker
Everybody love me, 'cause I keep it real like no other
I'm in a 1982 Mercedes-Benz, burnin' rubber
Bitch, this ain't no play-play shit, I'm bringin' Ms to my mother
On this Big Worm pack, I'm smokin' kill like Chris Tucker
Everybody love me, 'cause I keep it real like no other
I'm in a 1982 Mercedes-Benz, burnin' rubber
Bitch, this ain't no play, play shit, I'm bringin' Ms to my mother
On this Big Worm pack, I'm smokin' kill like Chris Tucker
Everybody love me, 'cause I keep it real like no other
I'm in a 1982 Mercedes-Benz, burnin' rubber
Bitch, this ain't no play, play shit, I'm bringin' Ms to my mother
On this Big Worm pack, I'm smokin' kill like Chris Tucker
Everybody love me, 'cause I keep it real like no other
If you hate me, then you hate me dry, and we know that's fo' sho'
My dad taught me how to keep it gangster, it ain't no ho inside my soul
Better revalue why you here, play your part, and help row this boat
I love too hard, so if your loyalty ain't there, then you gots to go
Don't play wit' me, play with your pussy, I ain't a killer, but don't push me
Just walked up outside your mama house smellin' like straight budussy
I'm a glad Texan Mexican, I got a country grammar
You can call me Jim Adler, hit her ahh with the Texas hammer, huh
Money makin' Mexican, that's what I am, huh
Fuck everybody, do this shit for the fam, huh
Baby say she love me, I don't give a damn, huh
Fuck them lil' pork chops, lil' bitch, I'm 'bout to go in Ham
I just kick back and watch the route got me feelin' like I'm Cam
Wild boy just like I'm Steve-O, kick-flippin' money like Bam
Sippin' drank in New York City, I pour a tre out for Yams
Just rolled an eighth out the Jordan pack, got it hidden like it's wham
I'm in a 1982 Mercedes-Benz, burnin' rubber
Bitch, this ain't no play, play shit, I'm bringin' Ms to my mother
On this Big Worm pack, I'm smokin' kill like Chris Tucker
Everybody love me, 'cause I keep it real like no other
I'm in a 1982 Mercedes-Benz, burnin' rubber (yeah)
Bitch, this ain't no play, play shit, I'm bringin' Ms (uh) to my mother (yeah)
On this Big Worm pack, I'm smokin' kill (yeah) like Chris Tucker (dollar line sign)
Everybody love me, (yeah) 'cause I keep it real like no other (look)
I was flippin' in that 1996 (six) prolly witcho bitch
Off-white just like a brick (brick), see the way it sit
Wide body like 'em thick (thick), make them haters sick
When I come through (yeah) with the kit (yeah), mad your kids wan' take a flick (yeah)
See me holdin' no (holdin' no), they just tellin' fibs, all Pinocchio (yeah)
Wanna be a real boy, what I'm really holdin', hoe
We up in the 'Vettes now, smokin' tires like a O (Vroom)
Prayin' for my downfall, niggas need to let it go
Dippin' in the Chevy, know it's heavy, and I'm stayin' ready (yeah, yeah)
Speakin' like Andretti wit' no top, I'm only chasin' fetti (yeah, yeah)
Nigga know it's LE at the dollar sign (dollar sign) when you address me
They be like, "He comin' back already, call him Makaveli" (ehe)
That concave goin' deep, I ain't gotta pause
Doin' what I wanna when I wanna, I ain't got a boss
This a one-of-one, ain't that other shit you come across (yeah)
Stuntin' like my daddy, goin' hard, but that leather soft (uh)
I'm in a 1982 Mercedes-Benz, burnin' rubber
Bitch, this ain't no play, play shit, I'm bringin' Ms to my mother
On this Big Worm pack, I'm smokin' kill like Chris Tucker
Everybody love me, 'cause I keep it real like no other
I'm in a 1982 Mercedes-Benz, burnin' rubber
Bitch, this ain't no play, play shit, I'm bringin' Ms to my mother
On this Big Worm pack, I'm smokin' kill like Chris Tucker
Everybody love me, 'cause I keep it real like no other
Everybody love me well, not everybody, couple haters plottin', pocket-watchin'
Life ain't treatin' 'em well, and they think it's my problem
First class, a farewell, I rockabye by 'em, and I'm outside wit' a Mai Tai
Niggas ain't gremlins for real, those fools still mogwais
Nine chains on, I should have a patch over my eye (yeah)
I feel like Slick Rick in this bitch, Bally Animals tied
They look up to me, 'cause I'm fly, look up from me 'cause I'm high
Full of weed, not tired, don't judge me by my eyes (by my eyes)
Comin' down paint wet like a water slide (paint wet like a water slide)
OT gave me a case of Coca-Colas from off of his side, yeah
I'm in a 1982 Mercedes-Benz, burnin' rubber
Bitch, this ain't no play-play shit, I'm bringin' Ms to my mother
On this Big Worm pack, I'm smokin' kill like Chris Tucker
Everybody love me, 'cause I keep it real like no other
I'm in a 1982 Mercedes-Benz, burnin' rubber
Bitch, this ain't no play-play shit, I'm bringin' Ms to my mother
On this Big Worm pack, I'm smokin' kill like Chris Tucker
Everybody love me, 'cause I keep it real like no other
Credits
Writer(s): Gazca Virgil R, Joel Banks, Taylor Banks, Gregory Davenport, Shante Scott Franklin, Lester Matthews Iii
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