Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stalley
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kyle Myricks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Black Champagne
Producer
Lyrics
Verse 1:
87 cutlass wit the buckets
Gold rings with the nuggets
Got a budget for these Bustas
All these women love us But we thuggin so it's fuck'm
Hit the gas and burn the rubber
**** fresh straight off the cover
In the corner wit my cutter
My custamotto
My Rodger mayweather
I stack dough pockets stay cheddar
Paint stay candy Seats stay leather
That's a special cloth alert
Drop top Vette wit out the shirt
I'm on one and that's without the perk
I'm the man yeah and that's with all the perks
3 big bodies call'm all levert
Trunk full of bass moving all the work
Slow motion like my cup is full syrup
Wrist glow brought a Rollie off the merch
My right hand got a Uzi in the vert
And he bumping lil Uzi vert
We mobbing like we was on search
Hit the stage get 20 every purse
Hook:
Which car imma drive today
Either the cut dog or the Chevrolet
I got all these options like I’m at a buffet
No matter the cost I gotta get paid
Verse 2:
The world mine like Tony
GTO or the monte
Ennie Minnie mine mo
Pick one eyes closed
Got so many to chose from
Just depend on the mood
Car hue match shoes
Sunlight flash the jewels
Which girl imma call today
Dropped off Veronica pick up ranee
Make a few plays then bend to bank
Spending them Jacksons but stacking Benjamin Frank's
Make a million feel like minimum wage
My first hooptie had me grinning for days
Now every whip paper plates
All my shoes bathing apes
Roll one smoke elevate
They cut dey eyes hella hate
Don't mind cause I'm getting paid
Alpine sound like a parade
These whips call'm my slaves
Except dey all white cocanie
That's how I reverse the pain
Feel at ease gripping grin
No more problems Only problem racking my Brian
What imma drive to day
Either the Cutty or the Chevrolet
Written by: Kyle Myricks
