Gallardo

Suicide doors in my Gallardo
I got lots of hoes, bitches wanna follow
I got lots of moola but I stay humble
M O B the recipe they hate, but i don't see nothing

Bang,Bang! In my Gallardo
Bang,Bang! I don't see nothing
Bang,Bang! In my Gallardo
Bang,Bang! Oh wow

Pull up in a club like, (skr)
Car ain't got not roof
Fucking with yo hoe
She a goddamn swoop
Swoop!

Throwing this racks I got cash where's yo man?
She blows me with no hands while I'm slapping her face
Yea she's on her knees cuz she knows her place
I'm so fly I could probably go into space
I don't give a fuck go mind yo own business
Y'all already know yeah I run this city
Don't try to call yeah I'm always busy
I don't need a mil boy I need fifty
I'm shining stunning on top I'm climbing
Murdered the beat there's no denying
Bang bang bang bang bang, don't try to fuck with me

I can't see these fakes, I can't see these people, I can't see these fakes, I can't see these people
I'm in the league of my own
I'm in the league of my own

Suicide doors in my Gallardo
I got lots of hoes, bitches wanna follow
I got lots of moola but I stay humble
M O B the recipe they hate, but i don't see nothing

Bang,Bang! In my Gallardo
Bang,Bang! I don't see nothing
Bang,Bang! In my Gallardo
Bang,Bang! Oh wow