Gran Turismo Nines

[Hook]
Copped a whip, bulletproofed the window
It's like, it's like Gran Turismo
Your niggas can't keep up, your whip's too slow, that shit ain't Gran Turismo
My door's so low like it did the limbo, that's that Gran Turismo
And if you're wondering where did your chick go, we're doing up Gran Turismo

She on her knees, can't make him peace cause I'm in that C63 AMG
Or I'm in that 911 Porsche, chick with me and she smoking like
I'm from the hood now I'm living in a mansion like a black James Bond when I'm sitting in the Aston
Remember when I came out of court feeling pissed off so I copped the Range Rover Sport
You can give me head but you can't keep gagging cause I can't mess up the seats in this G-Wagon
Gotta switch up the whips baby I'm a rap star
This ain't my Q8 it's my nigga Scraps car
Told my nigga Khan come scoot me in the Maybach
I ain't waiting til April to get a Maybach
I was in the breakfast bar eating salmon
Had to tell Karen I ain't moving my McLaren

[Hook]
Copped a whip, bulletproofed the window
It's like, it's like Gran Turismo
Your niggas can't keep up, your whip's too slow, that shit ain't Gran Turismo
My door's so low like it did the limbo, that-that's Gran Turismo
And if you're wondering where did your chick go, we're doing up Gran Turismo