Porsche

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[Intro] (Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat) ShittyBoyz (Shit, shit) (Shit, shit) [Chorus] She ain't got a big body Benz, she my lil' Porsche You cheatin' or my mans switchin', I don't know what's worse Hit me up when that check drop, come and cop and verse Dropped dawg like a bad habit, know he on the shirt Ice-ice-ice on my neck, buffs vanilla, baby Ballin' on 'em, damn, I feel like Kobe on 'em, droppin' eighty Sad how when shit was gettin' sunny, shit was gettin' shady And my chances slim of goin' broke, that's why these niggas hate me [Verse 1] They'll hack your back account, boy, I be chillin' with the wizards She like, "Why you fuck with me?" Because you cold just like a blizzard You can never get nowhere in life 'cause you be actin' bitter Two bad bitches in the bed, I'm tryna make 'em scissor Moon walkin' just like Michael Jackson on this fuckin' beat Hoopin' but I'm never lackin', Jimmy, I play with the Heat You ain't even from the hood, boy, you ain't even got a street I be thinkin' 'bout the past, wish it was shit I could delete On a different level, you ain't make it to this level yet Nigga better not say that Dee fell off 'cause I ain't missed a step It's 2024, brodie, how you ain't got no pistol yet? Dawg shot a shot at my bitch but then he hit the net I've been livin' good, I heard the opposition livin' bad Bro, you need to let that bitch go if all she do is nag I ain't on shit besides makin' fire at the Lab I'ma come bustdown Rollie, have these niggas mad [Chorus] She ain't got a big body Benz, she my lil' Porsche You cheatin' or my mans switchin', I don't know what's worse Hit me up when that check drop, come and cop and verse Dropped dawg like a bad habit, know he on the shirt Ice-ice-ice on my neck, buffs vanilla, baby Ballin' on 'em, damn, I feel like Kobe on 'em, droppin' eighty Sad how when shit was gettin' sunny, shit was gettin' shady And my chances slim of goin' broke, that's why these niggas hate me [Verse 2] Only smokin' gas, that be that zaza, had me movin' slow They ain't let me in, I had to pull up and just kick the door How I'm feelin', I might walk up in here and just buy the store If that bitch don't bring shit to the table, then she gotta go I ain't rappin' fast at all, you niggas just ain't keepin' up If he go to jail, I bet they prove that he ain't really tough I be in a fast-ass whip, nigga, eat my dust Can't believe dawg think he crispy 'cause he got some buffs I ain't never phased, that's the difference between me and you When I catch a fade, like these hundreds, boy, you gettin' blew Bro, you gotta save, you know that sayin', man, that shit is true Workin' seven days like I'm broke, you know this shit ain't new [Chorus] She ain't got a big body Benz, she my lil' Porsche You cheatin' or my mans switchin', I don't know what's worse Hit me up when that check drop, come and cop and verse Dropped dawg like a bad habit, know he on the shirt Ice-ice-ice on my neck, buffs vanilla, baby Ballin' on 'em, damn, I feel like Kobe on 'em, droppin' eighty Sad how when shit was gettin' sunny, shit was gettin' shady And my chances slim of goin' broke, that's why these niggas hate me
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