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[Intro]
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah, woah, woah

[Chorus]
Straighter than straight, yeah
Pick up the pace, yeah
Baptized in the drank, in the red
Just got to say it, yeah
Best believe, best believe they faker than fake, yeah
Haters gon' hate, yeah
I just let 'em hate, yeah
Straighter than straight, yeah
Pick up the pace, yeah
Baptized in the drank, in the red
Just got to say it, yeah
Best believe, best believe they faker than fake, yeah
Haters gon' hate, yeah
I just let 'em hate, yeah

[Verse 1]
Met her at Myrtle beach
It must have been Mustang week
And I had an '09 GT
Got hoes lapped up in the seat
Got hoes lapped up in the seat
Two-door, two-door on me
Two-door, two-door on me
Two-door, two-door on me
Money don't speak no evil, but my bands, my bands be talkin'
How the fuck these niggas your people when there's people plottin' on 'em?
Hold hands with a Colt .45
Hold hands with a Colt .45
Hold hands with a Colt .45
Hold hands with a Colt .45
Could care less 'bout how you feel
For the bank, on the field
She gon' kill for red heels
I'ma kill for blue bills
Smoked 'em out, Hot Wheels
Burnt wheels, burnt wheels
We hit 'em, and dip, then peel
We hit 'em, we dip, then peel
Could care less 'bout how you feel
For the bank, on the field
She gon' kill for red heels
I'ma kill for blue bills
Smoked 'em out, Hot Wheels
Burnt wheels, burnt wheels
We hit 'em, and dip, then peel
We hit 'em, we dip, then peel