[Intro: IUR Jetto]
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
(You recordin', Smerf?)
Throw me off in this motherfucker
[Verse 1: IUR Jetto]
Yeah, this my first day out (Bitch), I just did a bid
I was feelin' down about God, but I can pray again
Yeah, the Tesla drive itself, didn't put the addy in
Heard they hip to flyin' shit, I'ma drive it in
Yeah, they wanna see somethin', show my close friends
Alexander McQueens on with my skinnies on
Had to bring my debit card, that fifty won't fit
Stuck that thirty in that Glock, I bet that bitch fit
Heard the blues goin' for twenty-six, well, you can keep 'em then
Got the plug on 'em for the ten, they got some fent' in 'em
I can't drive around the city 'less the car got tint on it
I ain't supposed to be around no straps, I just bought ten of them
I just sent KrispyLife some names, he told me, "Put 'em in"
One card out of Cali twenty-five, I'm tryna get it in
Nell won't hit the club with me unless them sticks in
Told him give that bitch to me, the owner locked in
Seen an opp in V.I.P., had to box him in
I'm your bitch favorite side nigga, I had to beat her up
Ski her up, send her back to you, then you eat her up
Me and the gang tryna sip some drink, so we gon' liter up
2020 Escalade, had to pick her up (Bitch)
Plug sent 'em in the mail, I'm tryna pick 'em up
Zazas like COVID-19, you need a shot with it
I won't come around you niggas 'less I got them steppers with me
Black phone doin' numbers, yeah, that's mathematics
Black strap, black 'Cat, dippin' all through traffic
R.I.P. my baby Lil Ru, this shit is on the floor
You can be with your baby mama, I'm lettin' them bitches go
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
(You recordin', Smerf?)
Throw me off in this motherfucker
[Verse 1: IUR Jetto]
Yeah, this my first day out (Bitch), I just did a bid
I was feelin' down about God, but I can pray again
Yeah, the Tesla drive itself, didn't put the addy in
Heard they hip to flyin' shit, I'ma drive it in
Yeah, they wanna see somethin', show my close friends
Alexander McQueens on with my skinnies on
Had to bring my debit card, that fifty won't fit
Stuck that thirty in that Glock, I bet that bitch fit
Heard the blues goin' for twenty-six, well, you can keep 'em then
Got the plug on 'em for the ten, they got some fent' in 'em
I can't drive around the city 'less the car got tint on it
I ain't supposed to be around no straps, I just bought ten of them
I just sent KrispyLife some names, he told me, "Put 'em in"
One card out of Cali twenty-five, I'm tryna get it in
Nell won't hit the club with me unless them sticks in
Told him give that bitch to me, the owner locked in
Seen an opp in V.I.P., had to box him in
I'm your bitch favorite side nigga, I had to beat her up
Ski her up, send her back to you, then you eat her up
Me and the gang tryna sip some drink, so we gon' liter up
2020 Escalade, had to pick her up (Bitch)
Plug sent 'em in the mail, I'm tryna pick 'em up
Zazas like COVID-19, you need a shot with it
I won't come around you niggas 'less I got them steppers with me
Black phone doin' numbers, yeah, that's mathematics
Black strap, black 'Cat, dippin' all through traffic
R.I.P. my baby Lil Ru, this shit is on the floor
You can be with your baby mama, I'm lettin' them bitches go
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