Broad Day
Kankan
2:10In the Hellcat it be goin Got a bad bitch she be blowin' But you already know that We heard he broke that's so sad We pull a Hemi it just like drag I wanna know what really got you mad We know you ain't gettin' no money Nigga that's what really got you sad We know that his pockets be hurtin' yeah' We know that lil boy down bad Got a ARP with a mag I done fell in love with the cash I like SRTs and Jag's Like baby I don't mean to brag Hopped in this shit went fast Ion really care about the cash Like God don't take my last They used to love me in the past In the Trackhawk, say track Them bullets gon' put your new Nigga on his back Like how could you lack? That shit so sad Play up in this bitch and get a toe tag Like how could you lack? That shit so sad They keep lackin' in this bitch Might get a toe tag That lil boy ain't gettin' no Money that shit so sad XD45 put him on his ass Can't come around, give a boy no pass I'm too old left them niggas in the past, ay She do whatever I say Might buy that hoe a new bag We in the H with them K's and Them Drac's nigga you do the math Sippin' on too much drank, lil Nigga I had to relax, ay Got a ARP with a mag these lil niggas be mad His pockets they goin out sad In the Trackhawk doin the dash Ayy, blue hunnit's they can't fold up Its too late his hoe done chose up I might go and cop a Rolls truck Dat boy cuffin these hoes yea he too toed up Guess what she gon' fuck me cause my Neck my wrist is froze up, like so what I ran up lil nigga just Like i'm the chosen one I told lil Jace just stay down cause You know we finna go up