McLaren’s & Blickies

Lyrics

[Intro] Whoa, whoa, yeah (I love you, Ryo) [Verse 1] Gettin' this money, this my life Huh, yah, she my type Drac' in the seat, we ain't doin' no fightin' Huh, yeah, I love money Huh, uh, I love guns Back in the Maybach, smokin' on drugs I ain't stuntin' him, nah, he a peon I think I love her throat more than her Checkin' everything', them boys on my turf I'm gettin' drunk and I lift up her skirt I tried to love you but you rather be hurt I poured the boy out and got blood on my shirt She suck the dick so good I call her nerd, uh Uh, I call her nerd, uh [Chorus] They kill just like the purgе, yeah They gettin' drunk, thеy turnin' up I'm showin' love when I go to the bluff You ain't gang, I heard enough I got Tris in this double cup And I feel bad for gettin' locked up I ain't mean to break hearts, man I feel like I'm stuck Oh, yeah, is she gon' come with me? Huh, know you comfort me, uh I'm writin' letters, it's just to pass time And now it feel weird just to hop on FaceTime Huh, I ride with McLaren's & Blickies on tour I think I'm fuckin' with you more and more And I'm poppin' xans, they makin' me snore I wouldn't change anything, yeah [Verse 2] Huh, I buy diamond rings Huh, I buy custom chains Come on, you know me and you not the same That's yo' big homie?, I think that he lame I never knew that I could hop on a plane I pull out the Glock and I let the bitch bang Racks comin' in, nigga, what do you think? I'm ridin' in somethin', my gang with me Huh, I'm pussy whipped, whoa, yeah, watch it drip, yah After I nut then I dip, yah Some of my partners, they crip, okay I made it out the slums, I ain't talk to no Jake And I'm blessin' my partners, I'm cuttin' that cake Just got out and I ain't takin' no breaks Fuck all his exotic cars, you know I think [Bridge] I'm the one I'm the one I feel like, I feel like One, oh I'm the one Whoa, takin' off like a rocket [Verse 3] Huh, and this money, it ain't make me out of pocket She see the gang and she wanna come through I'm fuckin' with her, and that's all 'cause of you 20 thousand dollars when I hopped out the booth Pull on her friend, 'cause I think that she cute Mobb shit, I come in my suit Baccarat on and I'm pullin' a few I'm spendin' fifteen hundred dollars on shoes Can't cuff her, you know that she love on the crew Huh, they ain' on nun', what's the move? Huh, I think I fell in love with them blues I dropped like a bomb, then blew up like a nuke Exotic strands on me, and it smell, pee-ew Ain't satisfied, I got a plaque on YouTube Yeah, huh, I got all cash Yeah, walked in, Goyard bag Huh, walked in, MCM scarf I put the hellcat in park I was just tired of these exotic bars I'm La Familia and I play my part Stick in the pants, then jump out the Porsche That boy ridin' in, I popped like a cork [Chorus] They kill just like the purge, yeah They gettin' drunk, they turnin' up I'm showin' love when I go to the bluff You ain't gang, I heard enough I got Tris, in this double cup And I feel bad for gettin' locked up I ain't mean to break hearts, man I feel like I'm stuck Oh, yeah, is she gon' come with me? Huh, know you comfort me, uh I'm writin' letters, It's just to pass time And now it feel weird just to hop on FaceTime Huh, I ride with McLaren's & Blickies on tour I think I'm fuckin' with you more and more And I'm poppin' xans, they makin' me snore I wouldn't change anything, yeah