Yeah you off track
Anything you want, you can cop that
Jingling in my money bag, dreams bigger than one hundred stacks
Ima get the credit like a quarterback
In the coup tended with the seat back
Windows tinted and you know I smoke Fat
You a homie and I'll let you hold that
Ha yeah
I'm on that rag shit
That put the money in the bag shit
I don't really got the time
Fighting for my life
Story's in the wagon
Hold up, they pull up we bag em!
Hold up, they pull up we bag em!
I'm gon be riding a phantom
This ain't a tandem
Motherf*cker ya! this is my anthem
Hold up
Hold up hold up!
Ha yeah
I'm gonna be coping that doe
Always in the left lane, ha
Coupe
Two door riding out low
Hold up wait
You already know, motherf*cker go gold
We going go blow
We don't ever fold, we just going with the flow
We just going with it
But keep it on a d low
I'm the centre of attention like a t bone
Ima burn that gas like diesel
Back home Motherf*cker smoke legal
But I ain't tryna tease you, I ride for my people
Every drop and they waiting for a sequel
And i don't even see you
Motherf*cker see through
You like me too. What? but I already beat you!
You off track
Anything you want, you can cop that
Jingling in my money bag, dreams bigger than one hundred stacks
Ima get the credit like a quarterback
In the coup tended with the seat back
Windows tinted cuz I smoke fat
You a homie and I'll let you hold that. ya ha
You a homie and I'll let you hold that
In the coup tended with the seat back
Windows tinted cuz I smoke fat
Windows tinted cuz i
But I ain't trip
I'm laced up and got a nice grip
I got some new drip
I gotta take pics
Ima make it man I don't quit
Got the secret it's a life kit
If I want it I can have it
Gotta be fanatic
This ain't no Dramatic
This is your life
You control the balance
This is not a challenge. Ah
You off track
Anything you want, you can cop that
Jingling in my money bag, dreams bigger than one hundred stacks
Ima get the credit like a quarterback
In the coup tended with the seat back
Windows tinted cuz I smoke fat
You a homie and I'll let you hold that
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Yeah you off track
Anything you want, you can cop that
Jingling in my money bag, dreams bigger than one hundred stacks
Ima get the credit like a quarterback
In the coup tended with the seat back
Windows tinted and you know I smoke Fat
You a homie and I'll let you hold that
Ha yeah
I'm on that rag shit
That put the money in the bag shit
I don't really got the time
Fighting for my life
Story's in the wagon
Hold up, they pull up we bag em!
Hold up, they pull up we bag em!
I'm gon be riding a phantom
This ain't a tandem
Motherf*cker ya! this is my anthem
Hold up
Hold up hold up!
Ha yeah
I'm gonna be coping that doe
Always in the left lane, ha
Coupe
Two door riding out low
Hold up wait
You already know, motherf*cker go gold
We going go blow
We don't ever fold, we just going with the flow
We just going with it
But keep it on a d low
I'm the centre of attention like a t bone
Ima burn that gas like diesel
Back home Motherf*cker smoke legal
But I ain't tryna tease you, I ride for my people
Every drop and they waiting for a sequel
And i don't even see you
Motherf*cker see through
You like me too. What? but I already beat you!
You off track
Anything you want, you can cop that
Jingling in my money bag, dreams bigger than one hundred stacks
Ima get the credit like a quarterback
In the coup tended with the seat back
Windows tinted cuz I smoke fat
You a homie and I'll let you hold that. ya ha
You a homie and I'll let you hold that
In the coup tended with the seat back
Windows tinted cuz I smoke fat
Windows tinted cuz i
But I ain't trip
I'm laced up and got a nice grip
I got some new drip
I gotta take pics
Ima make it man I don't quit
Got the secret it's a life kit
If I want it I can have it
Gotta be fanatic
This ain't no Dramatic
This is your life
You control the balance
This is not a challenge. Ah
You off track
Anything you want, you can cop that
Jingling in my money bag, dreams bigger than one hundred stacks
Ima get the credit like a quarterback
In the coup tended with the seat back
Windows tinted cuz I smoke fat
You a homie and I'll let you hold that
Anything you want, you can cop that
Jingling in my money bag, dreams bigger than one hundred stacks
Ima get the credit like a quarterback
In the coup tended with the seat back
Windows tinted and you know I smoke Fat
You a homie and I'll let you hold that
Ha yeah
I'm on that rag shit
That put the money in the bag shit
I don't really got the time
Fighting for my life
Story's in the wagon
Hold up, they pull up we bag em!
Hold up, they pull up we bag em!
I'm gon be riding a phantom
This ain't a tandem
Motherf*cker ya! this is my anthem
Hold up
Hold up hold up!
Ha yeah
I'm gonna be coping that doe
Always in the left lane, ha
Coupe
Two door riding out low
Hold up wait
You already know, motherf*cker go gold
We going go blow
We don't ever fold, we just going with the flow
We just going with it
But keep it on a d low
I'm the centre of attention like a t bone
Ima burn that gas like diesel
Back home Motherf*cker smoke legal
But I ain't tryna tease you, I ride for my people
Every drop and they waiting for a sequel
And i don't even see you
Motherf*cker see through
You like me too. What? but I already beat you!
You off track
Anything you want, you can cop that
Jingling in my money bag, dreams bigger than one hundred stacks
Ima get the credit like a quarterback
In the coup tended with the seat back
Windows tinted cuz I smoke fat
You a homie and I'll let you hold that. ya ha
You a homie and I'll let you hold that
In the coup tended with the seat back
Windows tinted cuz I smoke fat
Windows tinted cuz i
But I ain't trip
I'm laced up and got a nice grip
I got some new drip
I gotta take pics
Ima make it man I don't quit
Got the secret it's a life kit
If I want it I can have it
Gotta be fanatic
This ain't no Dramatic
This is your life
You control the balance
This is not a challenge. Ah
You off track
Anything you want, you can cop that
Jingling in my money bag, dreams bigger than one hundred stacks
Ima get the credit like a quarterback
In the coup tended with the seat back
Windows tinted cuz I smoke fat
You a homie and I'll let you hold that
Writer: marco alfarela
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid