S550! Lyrics

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I've been running to this bag, you know I'm racing

Hop up in the coupe, S550, know we racing

Stay up in the spot, making plays, you niggas pacing

Mike Amiri on my jeans, 200 for this coat

Niggas know i'm stunnin ride, this wave you will not float

You know i'm not no average nigga, all these bitches go

Cooling in the intercontinental on the top floor

Pockets on uce, duck down, i'ma shoot

While i keep popping my shit, these pussy niggas

finna loose

You got no attachments, I like it, you different

I don't give a fuck, i ain't wifing, you tripping

Back to that other shit that boy just said i'm sleeping

Living with your parents, stealing money, niggas tweaking

Show you how to get a bag, my whole team, yeah, we eating

Break her up like a backwood, got her super wet

Diamonds on my wrist, so damn icey know this hoe patek

And I came in pull out 50, i ain't gotta flex

I done pulled up on this range, this ain't no rover

Sleeping on your bitch, i hit her phone tell her come over

Number one star, boy, i stay up in the league

With my hutch, buffs, pieces, boy, you can't cop a thing

Lit all day, I'm off that act

Goddamn spilled on my jeans

And they know i'm heavy handed, i stay pouring up this lean

Space cadet with this glock, seen my sight and shot

Got d&g up on my feet, boy, i ain't rocking crocs

D&g up on my feet, boy, i ain't rocking Crocs

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