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[Intro] (Shoutout Eem) (Shoutout my nigga Eem, too) [Chorus] Pull up in that Benz truck, I drive it like a Vette I just pushed the gas one time, this bitch take off like a jet Pop a wheel in this bitch, this bitch sound like a T-Rex All these racks up in my joggers, I ain't even break a sweat I'm too solid, a real nigga in my flesh It's exotic in my backwood and 50 in my TAC Feel like a dope boy in these Air Forces, these bitches look like crack And my hand hurtin', why? I've been thumbin' through that sack Donuts in that coupe, I drive this bitch 'til it's off track I can bust another jugg, finna fuck it off at Saks Money, it can't fold, got a rubber band, thesе racks Breakin' all these woods down, I feel likе a lumberjack [Verse] Car sound like a thunder cat [?] Pray to God, said she ain't well [?] flyer than a bat Chase a set, I'm in a bag In a coupe, you in a cat And the bitch want me to laugh And the bitch is such a child I be on my rockstar shit, I'm jumpin' in the crowd I'm gon' chase my dreams and that shit make my momma proud I get paid off verses now Where's my money? Need it now Stay ten toes to hold it down Bitch, I'm a king, I need a crown [Chorus] Pull up in that Benz truck, I drive it like a Vette I just pushed the gas one time, this bitch take off like a jet Pop a wheel in this bitch, this bitch sound like a T-Rex All these racks up in my joggers, I ain't even break a sweat I'm too solid, a real nigga in my flesh It's exotic in my backwood and 50 in my TAC Feel like a dope boy in these Air Forces, these bitches look like crack And my hand hurtin', why? I've been thumbin' through that sack Donuts in that coupe, I drive this bitch 'til it's off track (Shoutout my nigga Eem) I can bust another jugg, finna fuck it off at Saks Money, it can't fold, got a rubber band, these racks Breakin' all these woods down, I feel like a lumberjack