[Intro]
Screw done already warned me
Screw done already warned me
Screw done already warned me
Screw done already warned me
I'm fin to come through, with a tilted bumper kit
[Hook]
Screw done already warned me, bitches ain't shit
I'm fin to come through, with a tilted bumper kit
Screw done already warned me, bitches ain't shit
I'm fin to come through, with a tilted bumper kit
Screw done already warned me, bitches ain't shit
I'm fin to come through, with a tilted bumper kit
Screw done already warned me, bitches ain't shit
I'm fin to come through, with a tilted bumper kit
[Trae]
Guess who never left, but he back for the first time doing it like a star
Plus it's certified, by the way that I tip my car
Screw done told me back in the gap, that half these bitches wasn't shit
So I'm banging up the block one deep, while the slab recline a kit
Let it be known that we the shit, candy dripping and the dropper's got you under pressure
I bet ya that these haters sick, they better go get they ass a stretcher
This the South, home of the chrome shoes and the bang inside the trunk
We been holding since '99, I coulda taught you how to stunt
Haters love to see you fall off, but I just ain't gon fall off
Them tops be on the slab, but watch how fast I knock 'em all off
Them jackers I'm gon haul off, in the H we gon be joking
We gon shining until the death, and hope our wheels don't come up broken
Lamborgini do's, on the slab only for the hood
Ghetto superstars gon show ya, how it feel to be looking good
Tell me what ya know about Screwed Up Click, the ones who slowed the pace
And the ones who dropped the kit, and waved the trunk all in your face
Screw done already warned me
Screw done already warned me
Screw done already warned me
Screw done already warned me
I'm fin to come through, with a tilted bumper kit
[Hook]
Screw done already warned me, bitches ain't shit
I'm fin to come through, with a tilted bumper kit
Screw done already warned me, bitches ain't shit
I'm fin to come through, with a tilted bumper kit
Screw done already warned me, bitches ain't shit
I'm fin to come through, with a tilted bumper kit
Screw done already warned me, bitches ain't shit
I'm fin to come through, with a tilted bumper kit
[Trae]
Guess who never left, but he back for the first time doing it like a star
Plus it's certified, by the way that I tip my car
Screw done told me back in the gap, that half these bitches wasn't shit
So I'm banging up the block one deep, while the slab recline a kit
Let it be known that we the shit, candy dripping and the dropper's got you under pressure
I bet ya that these haters sick, they better go get they ass a stretcher
This the South, home of the chrome shoes and the bang inside the trunk
We been holding since '99, I coulda taught you how to stunt
Haters love to see you fall off, but I just ain't gon fall off
Them tops be on the slab, but watch how fast I knock 'em all off
Them jackers I'm gon haul off, in the H we gon be joking
We gon shining until the death, and hope our wheels don't come up broken
Lamborgini do's, on the slab only for the hood
Ghetto superstars gon show ya, how it feel to be looking good
Tell me what ya know about Screwed Up Click, the ones who slowed the pace
And the ones who dropped the kit, and waved the trunk all in your face
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