Lyrics
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
In the SRT on the E-way, niggas ain't catchin' me (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Got a M16 and a 223 in the Trackhawk Jeep (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I ain't worried 'bout a bitch
I'm just worried 'bout gettin' to that motherfucking cheese
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
When I'm feenin', I pop me a XO (XO)
When I'm feenin', I pop me a XO (whoa, whoa)
They get mad 'cause I'm on a new level (level)
Niggas mad 'cause I'm on a new level (whoa, whoa)
They don't like that I pray to the devil (Devil)
They don't like that I pray to the devil (whoa, whoa)
And I never will trust anybody because-
There's some niggas that just need to let go
And I'm on the road, niggas be trippin' 'bout paper
They not good for nothing
They always think that they owed, somethin' that's bigger than them
But they love pushin' buttons
They so fuckin' out of control
But I just stay the fuck up out the way
If you comin' at me, get the fuck out my face
Bitch I ain't got time to deal with you today
I'm makin' some moves, finna leave the state
You not my bro, don't ever touch my plate
I'm speeding through intersections and the hate
I'm fucking these hoes, ain't going on no dates, aye
In the SRT, it's a Hellcat (Hellcat)
In the SRT, it's a Hellcat (Yeah, yeah)
Know all of my niggas that whip that (Whip that)
Know all of my niggas they whip that (Yeah, yeah)
On the motorway, you know I spin that (Spin that)
And the money you know that I spent that
I'm winnin' and making a comeback
And all these bitches they wanna hop on that
Acting like you was with the shit from the beginning
You niggas is fake
Talkin' 'bout you made this happen, and you made this happen
Lil' bitch gon' get thrown in a lake, aye
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oooh, ahh-ah-ah
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
In the SRT on the E-way, niggas ain't catchin' me (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Got a M16 and a 223 in the Trackhawk Jeep (Whoa, whoa, whoa)