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GT350

 

GT350


Yeah, uh

My tint way too damn dark
Laugh in your face, like Mandark
Came a long way from the bad days
Way back, had to burn down that landmark
Seen some things I ain't really wanna see
It's all good, that's what made me, me
Now who would I be if I had it easy?
Used to break down, now I'm in a 350, like woah

I've been laying way too low
Had to switch up and change my flow
'Cause I'm back from the block, had to bust some rocks
And dust off the dust and get back in the box
Now, why you wanna talk? You don't walk the walk
So when I pull up, pop off in the parking lot
Just kidding, that's not me
I say mean things that may not mean
But I may be seen in a black LP
610, 120 on the dash, no cap
'Cause I just made a milly and I finally found my tempo
When I'm back in the black, I bet you didn't get the memo
Never been a problem for me, killing it, been a minute
But here we go again, I'll bring it back, I'm going mental
Been a long time since I made some flames
Had to cut a few off, like razor blades
I put bounce in the bop and I popped it off
I'm too sick, don't miss
Let me talk my shit, bitch
My life flipped upside down
Had to ride the bus, but I fly now
They say they want the old me
Like to control me, had to make them pipe down
Somehow made it, I got rich
But now off-rip, used to clean garbage
Talking that shit, but now I discard it
Go to the show and cause some carnage
'Cause I'ma do what the fuck I want
Bitch, I'ma do what the fuck I wanna do (What I wanna do)
You can't tell me shit, who the fuck are you? (Who are you?)
I'ma say what the fuck I wanna say
Anytime that you speak, it sound like nothing to me anyway (Wow)
Whip blacked out, swerving tires, burning
Just about to break the surface
Leave you hurting
Pull up if you sure you're certain, bitch
Cause bitch, I'ma do what the fuck I wanna do
You can't tell me shit, who the fuck are you?

My tint way too damn dark
Laugh in your face, like Mandark
Came a long way from the bad days
Way back, had to burn down that landmark
Seen some things I ain't really wanna see
It's all good, that's what made me, me
Now who would I be if I had it easy?
Used to break down, now I'm in a 350, like woah

Like woah
350 like woah, like woah
Now I'm in a 350, like woah w-w-whoa
350 like woah w-w-whoa
Now I'm in a 350, like woah

done

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