Hellcat Motors ft. Luh Walo Lyrics

The reason you boys got a chance, cause I let y'all slide

And I dare y'all kids to say my name, I bet that y'all gon' die

On your block, I hit it right, the left, I call it electric slide

He done tried, we made him crash in it's

Uh, let me calm down

This a motor beat, so in the whip, we spin til sundown

He was acting like he tough, my shooter hurt his heart

I know some crips who survived, they was cracking cards

Can't get no bitch, no birkin bag

After all I used to take Marta, yeah, mama happy now

Used to skip when I was broke, now look at them, ain't laughing now

Used to skip school, used to break the rules, I kept a tool

Got a Glock with something on the back, gon' switch your attitude

All my niggas ball above the rim, this ain't no little boy shit

If you run off on my shit, I make sure get your front door kicked

I know crips and I know bloods, they all passing out them slugs

I ain't talking bout no bugs, bitch, we can fuck, but we can't hug

They keep treating me like the kid I made sure I showed them boys love

Had a 10 inside, the clip run down on him, gave up a dub

I go a Amrir on Nike, I'm like that

I don't fuck these bitches they don't like that

Wipe a nigga nose just cuss, all these niggas know what it was

I be in the Westen and I be working, mama stressing

I told her to wait and she gon' see her son a blessing

I told him to chill and play his role, then I'm gon' bless him

Ran up on the plug so many times, we done finessed him

You don't know how many times I hit the block and we was sliding

I done hit so many niggas, mamas and they crying

Say you in the field, but your man steady dying

When it's time to run up on the plug, you be hiding

Count it up, count it up, yeah she suck up the dick, while I fuck it up

Say my baby, so where's your sippy cup? Spinning the block in an all-white billy truck, yeah, yeah

All of my niggas up, got the trigger, I bet I'ma finger fuck

Come on, lil' baby, let's fuck with your titties up

Two of them niggas, and I bet they gon' hit em up

Put up your fitted up

Motorsports, beat up that pussy, imma star in that sport

Give me a bag and I'll spend it in New York

Shopping in fendi , I'll drip in dior

Give me a cup and I'll pour up a four

He ride on my wave, niggas swim to the shore

Nasty lil' bitch wanna fuck on the floor

Come on, lil' baby, let's bump and score

I be in the city, they be yellin' out, King Breeshy

I be fuckin' two, three women, man, this shit too easy

I didn't even make it yet, but niggas wanna be me

Cookin' in the stu, let's make a movie, should be CD

I be cookin', I'ma vet you niggas as rookies

In the field, you niggas as pussies

Send me a show and I bet they gon' book me

Yo Luh Walo this shit is a freebie

Dripping in the water, this shit could get leaky

Shiethy on man, I really get sneaky

Bitch gon' bring her friend, man, we really get freaky

Motorsports, and my niggas got, really got motion

He a bitch, he fuckin' his lotion, fuck with the motion

He bitchin' and postin', bitchin' and postin'

He get mad when a bitch go ghostin'

Make a movie like Ray J and Kim

My niggas some shooters, they shoot out the gym, yeah yeah

I be dripped up like a fountain and niggas won't come slide

I know niggas who be chattin' on the net, but they gon' die

Freaky bitch, whenever she see me, yeah, she always open wide

I be takin' it too easy on you niggas, time to ride