68' Cutlass

[Intro: LaRussell]
Ayy, Mike & Keys, you hear me? Ayy

[Chorus: LaRussell]
I used to want an old school '68 Cutlass
Feet out the window, countin' ducats
Russ really poppin', I hit the block and cause a ruckus
I love my niggas, I ain't Uncle Ruckus
I ain't too good for niggas who ain't got it
I grew up seeing hustlers, hoes, narcotics
I'm sick, I'm spittin', need antibiotics
Flow water, puh, aquatic

[Verse 1: LaRussell]
This carrot juice, I ain't sippin' Hypnotiq
The flows is addictive, the beats hypnotic
I'm on, I'm hustling, I'm scoring, I'm winning in life
I don't fuck with hoes that's dimming my light
I'm a billionaire, baby, you can scan that shit twice
You don't even see your kids, why would I take your advice?
Before I ever let a fuck nigga play me
I'll jump out a plane without a parachute

[Chorus: LaRussell]
Old school '68 Cutlass, tuh
Feet out the window, countin' ducats
Russ really poppin', I hit the block and cause a ruckus
I love my niggas, I ain't Uncle Ruckus
I ain't too good for niggas who ain't got it
I grew up seeing hustlers, hoes, narcotics
I'm sick, I'm spittin', need antibiotics
Flow water, puh, aquatic

[Verse 2: Richie Rich]
I used to wear pea coats, cum in two or three throats
These niggas is foul, they should shoot some free throws
My niggas is loud, you can smell us from the parking lot
I still wonder how I fit in these little parking spots
But now, I'm finna buy myself a bigger whip
Call Forgiato, tell them I need a bigger lip
Since I met Russ, I've been heavy on my figure shit
He magnified a nigga, now I'm the bigger Rich

[Chorus: LaRussell]
Old school '68 Cutlass, tuh
Feet out the window, countin' ducats
Russ really poppin', I hit the block and cause a ruckus
I love my niggas, I ain't Uncle Ruckus
I ain't too good for niggas who ain't got it
I grew up seeing hustlers, hoes, narcotics
I'm sick, I'm spittin', need antibiotics
Flow water, puh, aquatic

[Verse 3: Spice 1]
I grew up seeing hustlers, hoes, narcotics
In the Bay with the dr-uh-drama sp-uh-speaking Ebonics
And I'm m-uh-mocha coffee color, bitch, but you can't get me at Starbucks
You can find me way, way up in the sky with the stardust
I blast off like NASA, rose right past ya
Shift kit furious, Rock Johnson, faster
In a old school '68 Cutlass
Great with the candy paint and the peanut butter guts, bitch (Blaow)

[Chorus: LaRussell]
Old school '68 Cutlass, tuh
Feet out the window, countin' ducats
Russ really poppin', I hit the block and cause a ruckus
I love my niggas, I ain't Uncle Ruckus
I ain't too good for niggas who ain't got it
I grew up seeing hustlers, hoes, narcotics
I'm sick, I'm spittin', need antibiotics
Flow water, puh, aquatic

[Outro: LaRussell]
Uh, Mike & Keys
Ayy, nigga, haha
I ain't even gon' say what I was gon' say 'cause ain't even worth saying
'Cause it go without saying, nigga