Nasty Freestyle [Remix]

[Chorus: T-Wayne]

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

[Verse 1: T-Wayne]

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

Her man a bit lit like a muh fuckin' torch

And I don't want it if it ain't sittin' like a horse

I be ballin', I be ballin' like score

I'm sippin' lean and I can feel it in my body

I'ma pull up on 'em like I'm Ricky Bobby

I swear that I don't want your girl if she ain't cocky

I ain't got no kids but she still call me papi

I got attitude, I got gratitude

And like my mixtape, I got your girl comin' soon

I been throwed off since I came out of the womb

My flow ten times hotter than the month of June

But you can have it, baby, I got 'em goin' crazy

New paper flow, I'm gettin' paper on the daily

And a chick got a plaque so I know they hate me

But guess what? First, let me hop out the muh fuckin

[Chorus: T-Wayne]

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]

Dolla Sign

First, let me hop out the all white Turbo

My Vans all red like a glass of the Merlot

Wax on the joint make the muh fucka burn slow

Every day I wake up, I [?] 25 pre-rolls

Tinted the windows, I bought Forgiattos, I feel like the shit

Got my seat back low, real nigga shit

My 911 left your Panamera

Your Carrera in my rearview mirror

Two hundred bands, you can drive one of these

Only fuck with gangsters and strippers, no Yeez

Pull up on your girl, bet she gon' hop in

I turn up the music, got her head bobbin'

Holdin' the peace, girl this shit is not a lease

Dolla $ign a beast, hundred K centerpiece

Bombay and Hennessy, that's all my niggas drink

I told her, first, let me hop out the muh fuckin'

[Chorus: T-Wayne]

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

[Verse 3: Chedda Da Connect]

First let me hop out the all-black Pan'

Touch down on a nigga just like Manning

Middle finger up to these niggas, can't stand me

Trapper of the year, bitch give me a Grammy

Look at the flicka da wrist, look at the rims on that bitch

Just hopped out the Porsche, look at the paint on that bitch

I'm just drainin' these hoes like a faucet

I'm just hangin' these niggas in my closet

I'm stackin' up the money like government cheese

10 bands on some fresh new Louis

Spendin' up the money like it came from overseas

Porsche Cayenne, I done bought my girl 3

She puttin' that ass on me like a horsey

Turned around and said, "Nigga you can't afford me"

I looked right back at her and I said to her

"First let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche"

[Chorus: T-Wayne]

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche

First, let me hop out the muh fuckin' Porsche