Lyrics

(Verse 1)(E.B.E Styles) New whip, slay ship, metallic blue, space ship California grey trip, this week 8 flips Malibu 8 dips (Whoa) Crib talk, mouth on the fuck, swag dab on em Throw cash on it, hit the lot, cash out, mash on em New bitch, bad bitch, old hoe average Hublot carriage, front pocket lettuce Together that's a salad 6 rings Michael Jordan balling like I'm magic Swish got bread, got cheese, I could be a sandwich Swag pack did it on em, walk around with 50 I'm shitting on em, VVS dripping on em Red bottoms kicking, I'm pimping on em Bad bitch kissing on her best friend licking, I'm dicking on em Say I act different on her I just want to fuck then I'm dipping on her (Hook)(E.B.E Styles) Foreign car whip it, all the bitches pretty Young nigga juggin tryna get a ticket Coupe is hella spacious, put them bitches in it Drop a down payment tryna buy the city Tryna buy the city, tryna buy the city Tryna buy the city, tryna buy the city Tryna buy the city, tryna buy the city Tryna buy the city, tryna buy the city (Verse 2)(Kevin Gates) Stealth grade Corvette handler, carmine red, caliber Ping pong back and forth Trappin' Arm and Hammer no amateur Verizon phone with the cord Ringin' extra hard need a manager Jean Claude Van Damme, bad bitch kick it, no passenger 27 Z's, Imma beat the death nice and tall recompress West side job thumbing through at Saks security check Tell em keep the rest Keep the feat the niggas neck flawless no inclusion this ain't VVS Hard to see me sweat hard to be distressed Balling on the jet, retarded need a ref Niggas falling out, we been wildin' out Climbing in the drought, overseas account Send it there in raw marble floor the house Women on the couch cut up kick em out Stand in that field, I'm serving them business Big burner on hip, no turning on this Standing in that kitchen, I murder them bricks Wrist hurting and shit, I'm working that bitch (Hook)(E.B.E Styles) Foreign car whip it, all the bitches pretty Young nigga juggin tryna get a ticket Coupe is hella spacious, put them bitches in it Drop a down payment tryna buy the city Tryna buy the city, tryna buy the city Tryna buy the city, tryna buy the city Tryna buy the city, tryna buy the city Tryna buy the city, tryna buy the city (Verse 3)(E.B.E Styles) Two load tabs a day tryna move a half a day Used to move a slab a day Part the ghost, grab the wraith going down Cassius Clay Imma make em mad today Everyday Saturday might blow a bag a day Pocket big, Jassi fay hood bitch, ass and face New Rollie, VV loaded, pocket loaded Ball hard I can't control it Niggas know it, bitches know it Foreign whip drive like that bitch is stolen Hella swag, hella cash why they mad cause I pop hella tags Santa sack, ran it back, ran through hoes Slaughter bitches, even racks Sell dope, even rap sell you some get it back, keep the scrap Fake niggas, keep the dap I ain't friendly I don't want it keep it there Can't stand it, keep a chair, fresh as hell everyday Easter wear Drinking on easter pink, Percocet, Molly me Nigga yeah (Hook)(E,B.E Styles) Foreign car whip it, all the bitches pretty Young nigga juggin tryna get a ticket Coupe is hella spacious, put them bitches in it Drop a down payment tryna buy the city Tryna buy the city, tryna buy the city Tryna buy the city, tryna buy the city Tryna buy the city, tryna buy the city Tryna buy the city, tryna buy the city