85 Cutlass

[Intro]

(These folks got to hear this shit, Saucii)

(Let that shit ride, Eighty8)

[Verse]

'85 Cutlass, mine on Forgi' wheels, I come from Mobile

Niggas be actin' like they robbin' shit, but you home invasion still

Ridin' through the hood, I'm passin' by the bridge, hurt me when I seent lil' Nell

I done fed niggas who ain't feed me, you ain't never said you'd get the bill

How the hell you cut me off, you need me? Couldn't pay you to keep it real

He ain't take a plea, so now it's free P, I pray he get his appeal

Took my nephew bottle to measure lean, but I'll never touch his bib

She was out for clout, I'm glad I ain't fucked her yet, I feel like Russell Wil'

All my young niggas spin out nothin' but strikers, can't look up the VINs

And you had played with my lil' feelings, girl, and I took that on the chin

Back when Heavy died from a leg shot, he had took one to the shin

Lil' bro a scammer, every time his B-day come, I give him somebody PIN

Them fuck niggas killed our lil' brother, you want me to pay you for to spin?

I look at you as a bitch, I used to look at you as a man

Niggas in they feelings about a chain, I look at you as a fan

Niggas'll talk behind your back, get home and at you on the 'Gram

He hate the sound of the jail doors closin', he comin' up some years

It's to the point when he see the CO leavin', he coverin' up his ears

He in the place where you can't let 'em see you cry, he coverin' up his tears

His girl won't pick up, make him wanna scream, he should've went to Yale

Kinda hard to go to sleep when your bed feel like cement

Got you twenty-three and one, only the feds undefeated (Nigga)

If I had to diss some niggas to get a buzz, I don't need it

If that plea mean I take the stand, tell the judge I don't need it

Still can hear my grandma sayin' you 'posed to love all people

But I put a ticket on a nigga head, gram, and they heart stop beatin'

They shot my dog, put pressure on his wound, my boy stopped bleedin'

Roger Williams projects, I used to look up to Cool J and Lil Weezy

My main bro, he make one call to get off your pains

I bought codeine from a crackhead and tore off her name

From the PJ, now the house look like a Bnb

Left her naked at the Hyatt in the Regency

I woke up next to two hoes, don't know what's y'all name

My wrist on transportation, I went bustdown plain

Went Patek here, no Cartier, nan' one of us piss

Wifin' no bitch, but my watch on anniversary

This candle Bond No. 9 and I'm waitin' on incense to get lit

She wanna fuck with my diamonds and French kiss my wrist

Back of the Cullinan, I waste codeine on the streets

I had ran it up, now I'm big bro to some niggas old as me

This candle Bond No. 9 and I'm waitin' on incense to get lit

She wanna fuck with my diamonds and French kiss my wrist

If you my bro and that's my opp, you supposed to roll with me

Stepped on so many niggas' limbs, we got cold feet