Crown Vic

[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)

[Chorus: LilTae2]
This shit you savin' in your bank I walk around with
Been uppin' racks and only my day ones I'm stayin' down with
Can't hear the shots, it's a silencer on the gun, this not a loud blick
My lightskin was tweaking, cut her off, then made a brown bitch
If the boys pull up, you better run, they in that Crown Vic
We hit the show, you know how that shit went, we had the crowd lit
Just hit a play, they told me come right back, I made a round trip
I had to roll the 'za, this bitch was trippin', had a mile lit

[Verse 1: LilTae2]
Might go to Cali just to meet a plug, I'm finna pound pit
This shit I'm rockin' you be tryna find, but never found this
I stand on business, always keep my feet, know where the ground is
The bity hot, so we gon' get it out of town then
Up in the AM tryna get a bag, these niggas lie on gin
Might put a thousand on a nigga head, then do it times ten
Might spend the racks and cop a ho, you make the price bend
But rip the seal and threw a Perc' inside it and made the pint fizz

[Chorus: LilTae2]
This shit you savin' in your bank I walk around with
Been uppin' racks and only my day ones I'm stayin' down with
Can't hear the shots, it's a silencer on the gun, this not a loud blick
My lightskin was tweaking, cut her off, then made a brown bitch
If the boys pull up, you better run, they in that Crown Vic
We hit the show, you know how that shit went, we had the crowd lit
Just hit a play, they told me come right back, I made a round trip
I had to roll the 'za, this bitch was trippin', had a mile lit

[Verse 2: Baby Money]
Uh, uh, red beam on his nose, he on some clown shit
You always see me on that road, boy, I hound shit
I can get the weight gone, boy, I pound flip
Pop up and drop the price lower, get the town lit
Run through a milli' in an hour, bitch, I count quick
Niggas ain't really gettin' money, they just sound rich
How the fuck you start a war and try to hide?
Big switch on the blick, throw these at you, you can't dodge these
And got fifty in my pocket, Balenci to my wallet
We ain't send him to the grave, bet we send him to the doctor
I don't wear DNG, but I put it on my mama
Take her on a shopping spree, we just fell asleep in Prada
Don't play with him, he was smart man, hit him with the Narcan
308 with him, move the crib like it's Art Van
I've been runnin' through these trees like I'm Tarzan
Stand on your ten and ride with me, I bet we all win, easy