Oooooh (feat. Young Scooter)

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up I told that nigga, I get that [?] If she [?] Ooh, spinners on a cop car Atlanta, nigga Doin' donuts at 200, ooh I'm on the dash, I'm on the highway, whoa Flying through [?] Hangin' out the window, spraying ohh I do the dash on these niggas, ohh I'm counting cash on 'em, whoa whoa I'm smokin' 'dro, I'm pourin' lean, ohh I break the bank, I blow the bank, wha I'm poppin' tags, he poppin' tags He swaggy and I'm flashy I flatter up a [?] Denali, no exaggeration Diamonds dancin' on my faces, on my preservation Presidential status I just whipped the coupe, the Bentley like I'm on a banshee Doin' a donut out of Magic, 360 man I'm poppin' tags, I drop a lil' cash, tote 'fetti, mayn Freebandz nigga, known to fuckin' get it, mayn That's on my city, mane Sippin' this, sippin' this [?] Whippin' the coupe like a wide body Hangin' out the window like [?] Lettin' in off from the other side I whip the whip from the other side I hit the scene like a homicide Splash, splash I told the jeweler, "Bring everything" My feet to the floor, I'm on everything Maserati smashin', now Future ride Bentley coupe Young Scooter ride Bentley coupe We do the shit that bosses do Real street shit No rap, I'm worth a mil or two Scooter always flexin' I pull up and embarrass you Hit up Ele'ante Yeah, that's a ice check We don't rock fake gold Real diamonds 'round my neck Came up in the dope hole Remix out my dope bowl 150 in the fast lane I'm smashing on you broke hoes Black Amigo gang, we love to count up BM, FBG, we blood brothers 500 in my blunt, that's how I roll up Blowin' fifty in the club when we turn up