​hop out the car hop out the car 2

[Intro]
We finna hop out the car, hop out the car
I got a Glock on me, go run in yo' yard
Run in yo' yard
Yard, yeah, okay

[Verse 1]
Drivin' in that hellcat
You don't wanna race, man
Posted in the penthouse
You live in your momma's basement
That bitch said she like my fragrance
Oh yeah, that's a sticky pack
I was talkin' to your bitch
Like, ain't your boyfriend call me a fag?

[Verse 2]
In the Tahoe, racin'
Dodgin' bullets like The Matrix
You're a lame, huh, face it
(Your bro in my blunt, like, face it)
You talkin' shit but ain't you racist?
All your claims are fuckin' baseless
Delete FL Studio, 'cause boy, you ain't go make it

[Verse 3]
I said "Fuck twelve"
See a cop, I turn that boy to bacon
Percy wеrcy all up in my pocket, I'ma take it
I'ma sneak up in your housе
(Find your soda, left it shaken) (Muahahaha)
I can't-I can't fuck with that lil' bitch, that bitch too basic
Want that smoke? I can match that
Got a ounce up in my backpack
Fat ass blunt, I ain't go pass that
So I turned him to a hashtag
And my whip, that shit matte black
You a nerd like MatPat
He go talk that shit, we leave his body in a trash bag

[Outro]
(Ahh) Sillyteam (Ahh)
We finna hop out the car, hop out the car
I got a Glock on me, go run in yo' yard
Run in yo' yard
Yard, yeah, okay