Yeat
SRT
[Intro]
Yeah, in the Hellcat, in a SRT

[Chorus]
I'm just ridin' round town in a SRT, yeah (Hmm)
In a Hellcat, (This is a SLUMP AUDIOS EXCLUSIVE), yeah, in a SRT (Hmm, hmm, hmm)
In a Trackhawk, both in that Jeep, yeah
Done made a track, huh, we sell out every week, yeah
Heard lil' thottie wanna fuck, but this a smash spot (Come on)
I'm high as fuck, way outer space, I feel like NASA (Phew)
Man y'all doin' too much shit, man y'all too extra (Y'all too extra)
I just took myself an oxy, keep my rest up

[Verse 1]
Man, I just been doing myself, I'm way too comfortable right now
She gon' come through, she gon' get fuckable
I wouldn't throw this shit up in the air, ion give no fucks right now
We got pounds of white, they officers, you gotta get that shit right now (Bentley)
Bentlеy truck, Bentley truck, Bentlеy truck
Bentley truck, Bentley truck, Bentley truck, Bentley truck, yeah
Fell in love with drugs, drugs
Fell in love with drugs, drugs (Ox')
Had to fuck it up (Up)
Yeah my pockets stuck, we rock Murakami
No za', but double T up on that bitch
I'm a zombie off this oxy, that's how I get
Why you keep asking for the most? Girl, that's what you get
You been goin' out sad, that's how I tell you throwing a fit
Number 9, Rick, and Margiela
Number 9, Rick, and Margiela
Boy, I'm too fly, I step on feathers (Let's go)
Hit em' with that 1, 2, 1, 2, Mayweather
Boy, I'm geeked up out my mind right now (Yeah)
How y'all talking shit? But, no, no, fuck yo' style
How y'all bitches dry? Man you just a towel (Yeah)
We boutta geek on X, yeah, fuck with the show
[Refrain]
Balenci, the Prada my fit, yeah it's been a while (Facts)
You was shopping for that swag, boy this not no aisle (No)
I been touched all way in London, man I'm shopping round (Fly round)
I just called my own phone, cause I'm my doctor now

[Verse 2]
I just got off phone with unky, said "To keep goin' out"
I'm gon' shop for all my gang members, when I make it out
Bitch they hatin', cause I'm the one, came around
Man it's been a long time, [?] my style
I'm gon' do whatever I want, I'm gon' do it now
Yeah, all my fans is family, we gon' make it out

[Chorus]
I'm just ridin' round town in a SRT, yeah (Hmm)
In a Hellcat, yeah, in a SRT (Hmm, hmm, hmm)
In a Trackhawk, both in that Jeep, yeah
Done made a track, huh, we sell out every week, yeah
Heard lil' thottie wanna fuck, but this a smash spot (Come on)
I'm high as fuck, way outer space, I feel like NASA (Phew)
Man y'all doin' too much shit, man y'all too extra (Y'all too extra)
I just took myself an oxy, keep my rest up