Cars & Coffee

Damn I'm down the hill dodgin' dogs in my eight Fuck what you waitin' for, I wake up and take it (nigga) I see you breakin' boy I knew you couldn't make it nigga Every car I got slammed to the pavement (nigga) What I spent for these you couldn't make the payments (nigga) I put my leather through a true north fragrance New rotiforms hit the fender I heard it scrapin' (nigga) I hit the scene with a couple blunts No, this is not the Runtz They say what you smokin' on? Bitch I'm smokin' diamond crumbs She just bought herself a car Now she gettin' to and from I fucked her then I fucked her friend Cause she said it's cool with her I fucked her then I ducked again But I still ain't through with her Katanas in the chandelier Like I'm a Yakuza or sum' We used to crack cars Now I feel so bad for screwin' em Now I send legal money back to my jeweler and them I pull up so clean she eliminated you and him I don't give no fuck bout none of you niggas, or the rest of them I pulled up with more HP And got the best of him Smell the weed from here to AZ She came back again Dub edition tour I pull up and scream "I'm back again" See the line up and wrap around Than back down again She asked me permission if it's cool if she can bring a friend She said this my only best friend We the freaky twins How much do you know? What you know bout what you think you know? I know you went broke And don't ask me how I think I know Spin, then I spin again Rims and the Michelin's Got to spec the custom lens I'm at the Cars & Coffee in my old school Old dudes think it's cool They said you got a classic fool I turned the tables in my favor Told that bitch to sign this waiver 'Fore you partake in them party favors God damn I just beat a Lamb They caught me in the traffic cam Send the ticket don't give a damn I hit the streets and make the traffic jam All my niggas ridin' slam Play with me I get ya blammed I'll put ya with some eggs and ham Bitch came from a foreign town Chain came out the Hoover Dam Hit the club and tore it down On tour I do that every town She said what's up with it now? I said what's up and beat it down Hollow squad the toughest round I hit the show and blow it down I don't do no runnin' round The smoke I pull up windows down He popped up now he underground I told his ass to settle down I pop up damn near anywhere But you ain't never see me 'round I don't give no fuck bout none of you niggas Or who you be around