Petty V9 (Ft. Jimmy)

[Intro: V9]
Ghosty
Mmm, ay, come 'ere

[Verse 1: V9]
They chat off hot breks
Wash off hot lead
Leave that red, old school flex (Mhm)
Murk with a mouth, put it on the net
That's the sane, it gets me vexed
Mad, could be a T-Rex (Rah)
For my young age, my aur' was ments'
I spoke with chest, I ain't nothing like them (Nope)
Funny trim, I was goin' through the air (I was)
I ain't letting vios slide (Woo)
I ain't wet, I ain't a water slide (Mad)
But since you wanna go swimming
I'll rip that cap and leave you missing (Ching, ching)
Don't get caught when I'm fishing (Don't do it)
2 swords, I'm chinging (Bankai)
Michigan bleed, brilliant finish (Mhm)
The runway, I chat wicked (Some GMs)
Listen, I ain't no normal drillеr (Nope)
I'd do it anywhere, I ain't kidding (No cap)
Gеt the drop on the opps, get with it (Yes)
And free my 98s in prison (Free 'em up)
Free Tally, bang your door and kick it (Free bro)
Do it for bro, no kidding
I'm in the party doing up hand signs
Lemonade shit, this is the lime light (That's Slatt)
I'm too bookie, I'm too choosy (I am)
I can't fuck with you, keep it moving (Let's go)
This is grass, burn that down (Burn that down)
Feds on the back, burn that trial (Burn that trial)
Let's go, don't get caught with a pound (Nope)
You best speed up right now (Let's go)
Left, right, squeeze in the middle (What?)
Throw on the vehicle, someone's getting critical (Grrt, bow, bow)