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On Dat Car

 

On Dat Car


I say who that is? On that car
He can try to run but he won't make it far
They know what we rap, they know who we are
I can tell he hit, he yelling out ahhh
Tweak with us today, you won't see tomorrow
All these niggas sleep, they high off them bars
If I hit him in his head, that's gon' hurt the heart
Wanna be like me? Boy get on your top

Better use your fucking head, before I hit him with this Glock
I always say I'm out of space, 'cause I'm a star
Oh you think you tough as hell? Who you think you are
We like to do walk ups, we don't shoot out cars
You ain't heard bitch we out here every season
Aye, Foe Nem would kill your ass for no reason
You better hope that doctor stop all that bleeding
When Foe Nem arguing I always tell them y'all tweaking (y'all don't see that?)

I say who that is? On that car
He can try to run but he won't make it far
They know what we rap, they know who we are
I can tell he hit, he yelling out ahhh
Tweak with us today, you won't see tomorrow
All these niggas sleep, they high off them bars
If I hit him in his head, that's gon' hurt the heart
Wanna be like me? Boy get on your top

Better watch your fucking words when you mention gang
Cause bitch in with the same team (JMoney) just a different game
Keep that fuck shit over there we in a different lane
They want smoke, then it's smoke, we gon' bring a pain
Ouu I'm shitting on them, with my pamper
I've been nice enough, I ain't giving no more chances
Every chance he get, my momma say I'm menace
Cause I finger fuck my Glock but I think it's romantic (Money!)

I say who that is? On that car
He can try to run but he won't make it far
They know what we rap, they know who we are
I can tell he hit, he yelling out ahhh
Tweak with us today, you won't see tomorrow
All these niggas sleep, they high off them bars
If I hit him in his head, that's gon' hurt the heart
Wanna be like me? Boy get on your top

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