McLaren

[Intro: Desto Dubb]

Aye, I've got about two pounds of jewelry on right here, man

Spiff

And I've got a bust down on my wrist

(?)

Fizzle, sizzle up!

[Chorus: Desto Dubb]

In the McLaren, these bitches is staring

(?)

She give me head while I'm running my errands

She give you bread 'cause you still with your parents

I pop a molly when I'm up in Paris

I'm pouring lean when a nigga in Europe

In the McLaren, these bitches is staring

In the McLaren, these bitches is staring

In the McLaren, these bitches is staring

(?)

She give me head while I'm running my errands

She give you bread 'cause you still with your parents

I pop a molly when I'm up in Paris

I'm pouring lean when a nigga in Europe

In the McLaren, these bitches is staring

In the McLaren, these bitches is staring

[Verse 1: Desto Dubb]

I'm in the drop top 'bout to go pick up a hot thot

Bitch, you cannot get my hotspot

Most of my niggas pop Wock tops

Addicted to lean, I cannot stop

And I'm still smoking like a wockstar

All of these shots, I'm a rockstar

Popping the Wock like a popstar

In the McLaren with lockjaw

Niggas keep wishing, I've got cars

She give me head in a parked car

This is (?), not (?)

She giving me head, then I block her

She giving me head, but I lock her

Kicking the bitch like it's soccer

.357 like Walker

[Bridge: Desto Dubb]

Chasing this bread like a jogger

'Bout to go rob me a (?)

She say she does not prosper

I'm in that hoe like a saucer

All of my niggas is poppers

All of my niggas is Glock blurs

[Chorus: Desto Dubb]

In the McLaren, these bitches is staring

(?)

She give me head while I'm running my errands

She give you bread 'cause you still with your parents

I pop a molly when I'm up in Paris

I'm pouring lean when a nigga in Europe

In the McLaren, these bitches is staring

In the McLaren, these bitches is staring

[Verse 2: Smokepurpp]

In the McLaren, these bitches is staring

So many guns, you would think we was terrorists

How many bitches you with, it's like seven

Bought her a (?) so you think she in Heaven

So many dreadheads you'd think we was Rasta

Dubb in the cut eating seafood pasta

Jumped out the motherfucking all black Impala

My niggas top shottas, we could find your father

All black everything

All black everything, no (?)

All black gold grills

Geeked off four pills

[Bridge: Smokepurpp]

In the McLaren, these bitches is staring

So many guns, you would think we was terrorists

How many bitches you with, it's like seven

Bought her a (?) so you think she in Heaven

[Chorus: Desto Dubb]

In the McLaren, these bitches is staring

(?)

She give me head while I'm running my errands

She give you bread 'cause you still with your parents

I pop a molly when I'm up in Paris

I'm pouring lean when a nigga in Europe

In the McLaren, these bitches is staring

In the McLaren, these bitches is staring

In the McLaren, these bitches is staring

(?)

She give me head while I'm running my errands

She give you bread 'cause you still with your parents

I pop a molly when I'm up in Paris

I'm pouring lean when a nigga in Europe

In the McLaren, these bitches is staring

In the McLaren, these bitches is (Skrt)