Hillgrove - GUNMETAL Lyrics

(Yeah I'm throwing all my money away
Yeah I'm throwing all my money away)
(Yeah I'm throwing all my money away
Yeah I'm throwing all my money away)
All my cars are dipped in gunmetal grey
With flecks in the paint
I'm riding out, I got your bitch, she screaming out for my name
Buy another whip up when I get paid
Seats soaked in champagne
(Yeah I'm throwing all my money away
Yeah I'm throwing all my money away)
All my cars are dipped in gunmetal grey
With flecks in the paint
I'm riding out, I got your bitch, she screaming out for my name
Buy another whip up when I get paid
Seats soaked in champagne
(Better keep the bank doors open for me dawg
Better keep the bank doors open for me)
Don't give a f*ck, I drop out
Stay up late till' light out
Lights out, lights out, lights out
HG up with the lights out
Yeah
Flow like water, all you hear is splash
Got 300 on my vinyl dash
Shorty undressing while the roof goes back
What's her name? I don't know her like that
Slip and slide but the adult type
Shit so messy but it's what she likes
Shit so wet, (she don't, ahh shit)
Camcord on when it's bout midnight
Got a sweet skin fade and I'm feeling like Wade
Cause I'm six foot something and I'm very f*cking paid
Yo, it's hot in the back cause I'm throwing all the shade
Yo, I'm bugging in fact cause Dames get laid
Sike motherf*cker, I'm just kidding
Kid on the hook got everybody spinning
Beat going crazy, eyes getting hazy
Sitting out the back hearing everybody pay me
All my cars are dipped in gunmetal grey
With flecks in the paint
I'm riding out, I got your bitch, she screaming out for my name
Buy another whip up when I get paid
Seats soaked in champagne
(Yeah I'm throwing all my money away
Yeah I'm throwing all my money away)
All my cars are dipped in gunmetal grey
With flecks in the paint
I'm riding out, I got your bitch, she screaming out for my name
Buy another whip up when I get paid
Seats soaked in champagne
(Better keep the bank doors open for me dawg
Better keep the bank doors open for me)
Brown eyes, wide hips, Rari slide, gang flip
Pull up to the meet in a gunmetal range whip
Fill it up with cash, throw that shit in a duffel bag
Launch it in the trunk, on a mission with the truffle stashed
Rich Billy to the side counting peso's
So many bags full, looks like a payload
Cash in hand, wide hips like Caseoh
Eat a couple bands then I dip in and lay low
Now I know I ain't no mathematician
But I saw you nearly get some cash, you missed it
That's crazy, baby, a mad statistic
HG drastically back in business
Look
(Yeah
Flow like water, all you hear is splash
Got 300 on my vinyl dash
Shorty undressing while the roof goes back
What's her name? I don't know her like that)