E45

(Ay, fuck you, Letoa, you ain't shit) Yeah, yeah, yeah Bitch, I move too fast in the E45, my whip Goth bitch on me and she love my fits I don't got a Glock, but I don't miss Got the whole club jumpin', yeah, they love my shit My shit, my shit (yeah) Fuck the club up, let's get lit My shit, my shit (yeah) Don't get mad because of where I sit Bitch I move too fast in the E45, my whip Goth bitch on me and she love my fits I don't got a Glock, but I don't miss Got the whole club jumpin', yeah, they love my shit My shit, my shit (yeah) Fuck the club up, let's get lit My shit, my shit (yeah) Don't get mad because of where I sit Okay, I'm movin' fast I'm finna bow her back And I be getting to the bands Like I'm Fleetwood Mac You see me postin' with the gang And I got that strap I pull up with a .45 Then I let it blast Shoutout my slimes and my brothers I always keep it one hundred You know that we gon' have that sawed-off They want smoke? Then it's comin' I came from nothin' to somethin' I see the opps and they runnin' Always came from where I step When I'm up in the function I got a Glock, on my left Got a Glock, on my right They wanna talk all that smack So I pull up on sight All that Pop Smoke It won't hurt for the night One night, then I go dip E45, that's my brand-new whip Couple bad thotties They dressed in goth fits Feel like Yung Bruh (yeah, yeah) 'Cause I need a goth chick Bitch I move too fast in the E45, my whip Goth bitch on me and she love my fits I don't got a Glock, but I don't miss Got the whole club jumpin', yeah, they love my shit My shit, my shit (yeah) Fuck the club up, let's get lit My shit, my shit (yeah) Don't get mad because of where I sit Bitch I move too fast in the E45, my whip Goth bitch on me and she love my fits I don't got a Glock, but I don't miss Got the whole club jumpin', yeah, they love my shit My shit, my shit (yeah) Fuck the club up, let's get lit My shit, my shit (yeah) Don't get mad because of where I sit