License, Pt. 2

[Intro]
Yea let me get three of them
Two of these
Aye yall got this in white?
Oh yeah let me get all of them
That'll be [?]
Yall take visa?
Oh that one didn't work?
Try this one

RJ always trippin' man, RJ always trippin'
Antt hit the track
Ooooh, Baby

[Verse 1: Bandgang Javar]
Ay, you still got your wills, well then bring em out
Hold on wait before you come bring that reader out
Found [one-nine?] yeah I'm hopping on that old shit
Piece is so fire when I swipe it make your nose itch
Approved, that's another transaction
But you wouldn't know about it cause you're using old methods
Aye, and I could put you on some shit, the shit that get you rich but I'm taxin' for this shit nigga
Same routine bitch put that blinker on
It's the [?], hoe get out your phone
Aye, tryna get a nigga cooked, fuck wrong with you ima duck from your [?]

[Verse 2: ?]
I'ma tell you what to do when you hit those stalls
Tell you how to move when you hit that row
You say your nigga scam, is you fucking dumb?
He got you tryna jam with him one on one
Making him call his bank back (dummy)
Bitch snatches no take backs (hey)
I'm with a bitch that gone take the cash, flyin' state to state
[?] like a cookout, it got paper plates
Hit me up for a punch site (huh)
And shoe shoppin' but I punch flights (aye)
Wanna felony? baby come swipe
[?] with these dumb sides
With these dumb sides

[Chorus: Jaiswan]
If you got your license baby
Let's get to swiping baby
Know I'm playing with fire baby
'Cause we going one night in baby
Baby, baby, baby, oh-woah, no-oh-woah

[Verse 4: Sada Baby]
Hold up
Nigga, I don't swipe shit, but I'll punch a nigga
If I swing, gang swing, we gon' jump a nigga
Hmm, I don't scam at all, but I do numbers, nigga
Make your BM lick my balls, then I'm gon' hump her, nigga
BandGang, Big Squad, we'll slump a nigga
Huh, watched my daddy push that— out on Lumpkin, nigga
We put some G's on buddy head, they gon' touch a nigga
Bitch, I said what I said, I don't trust you niggas
Still need a bitch to drive, 'cause I'm gon' hit the road
Huh, big homie need to slide 'cause he fresh off parole
Show me a reader-writer, I don't know what it's for
Like point Young Skuba to the stove and I'm gon' get 'em gone, huh

[Verse 5: ?]
You gon need your L's, but not for drivin'
I got common names we already at Verizon
You ain't got good credit? fuck it I punched the deposit
When he hit so many stores I had to pay for extra mileage
Just show them your ID Ima be watching from the rental
Shit was in and out in thirty minutes this shit simple
On the phone in the air like he was tryna get signal
You walked out front hard as hell 'cause you ain't get him
[?] I got the sauce
Imma send you five hundred till they cut your corridor
I know how to talk to chase when they cut that corridor
But you short me one giphy imma cut your arm off

[Chorus: Jaiswan]
If you got your license baby
Let's get to swiping baby
Know I'm playing with fire baby
'Cause we going one night in baby
Baby, baby, baby, oh-woah, no-oh-woah

[Outro]
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