SRT

[Intro: Lil Jairmy]
Yeah
Yeah
[?] EST
Put it to where I can hear myself
Yeah

[Chorus: Lil Jairmy]
Taking off in that SRT, I fucked around and spilled my drank
If I buy one more Cuban link, then I'm gon' have to change my race
Can't no vest save you from me, 'cause nigga we aiming at your face
I feel at home when I'm OT, I got my banger then I'm straight

[Verse: EST Gee, Lil Jairmy]
Ain't doin' no back and forth with a nigga, he play, his ass gettin' spanked
Hittin' this opp' slut from the front, I fuck, my nut, pull out, she stank
Nigga ain't keeping up with my pace, you come to my house, gotta come in the gate
He talk too much and way too tough, you come 'round us I'm thinkin' the jakes
Heard they lеaked my addy dawg, I still ain't changin' where I stay
Got so many K's around, a nigga in dangеr if he play
Ain't make no statement, ain't got shit to say, I scraped it off the plate
Nigga's pussies, come to my hood and we gon' rape 'em out the gate
I got fifteen-hundred, fuck it, that shit ain't nothin', I spent it on drank
I'ma get up close with this Drac', he wanna be cut-throat but he can't
I'm a big slime, I score big time, let my Js come set the play
I'll lace a Perc' with fentanyl, nigga will faint if he take a taste
If you pull up on that bullshit in my hood, you might not pull off
He tried to get away, that chopper damn near knocked his foot off
These lil' niggas ain't no gangstas, they was better playin' football
I was serving niggas hard and soft when Gee was serving fentanyl
Don't get ripped off and say "Dip dawg", it's gon' fetch and sit and stay
Y'all will mix y'alls, I serve fent' raw, back when bricks was seventy-K
Should've turned a one to eight, the reason the price so low today
You sprayin' mist, up the pressure quick, tighten up like a fist
I turn a gram to two, a seven and half, then I went and got me a slab
[?], went to jail with a four and a half
A nigga can't win for losin', goddamn
I can't even count all the bands I see
Fucking with you, tryna look out for you, tryna make sure you straight I put me in a jam
I got a skeleton, two-hundred grand, [?] for two-hundred grams
Two-hundred bands make you stay to yourself, lookin' right and your left, second guessin' your friends
[?] shot from his top to his socks, you niggas is going out sad
You ain't no opp, spinnin' everything I drop, my nigga, you really a fan
Went and bought another car just to pop it, got four Audemars in my closet
Get ready to go to war, kamikaze cars
Money, guns, like [?]
Remember when niggas ain't havin' none, I got it
Street nigga, re-up and profit, smoke good Cali bud, exotic
Hand me that hammer Gee, I got it
Picturin' go to war 'bout a thottie, I had a lotta ho's, yeah I'm toxic
Niggas be dick riding, they jockies, I can't even worry 'bout it, I'm poppin'
Niggas be price checkin', I'm copping, I had a lotta ice like hockey
I had the water runnin' like a faucet, I got that chopper on me [?]