40in Rims Lyrics

I got 40 inch rims, run you over

When yo man fuck up, you can cry up on my shoulder

Keep my paper in a bag just like a folder

That's like 300 songs, say be careful with that folder

I got 40 inch rims, run you over

When yo man fuck up, you can cry up on my shoulder

I'ma kill all of these rappers, eat them dead just like a vulture

That's like 300 songs, say be careful with that folder

She just asked me where I stay,

I told her, hold on girl, behave

I don't even know your name

She grabbed my phone and showed my face

Put her number in

In that ocean, I'ma slumber in

Got the purple and the green inside the blunt, it look like hulk

Blunt keep doing push-ups and I'm getting a little provoked

She wrapped around my body like a coat

Rock the bed just like a boat

I make her scream, woah, woah, woah, woah

I got 40 inch rims, run you over

When yo man fuck up you can cry up on my shoulder

All these bitches making my heart colder

Bend her over I'ma fold her

You can bring the alcohol and I can bring the soda

Don't forget, I need more ice than the soda

That's like 300 songs, say be careful with that folder

Shit I'm only getting older

Tell me that you love me, say it, say it

Tell me that you love me, say it, I love it when you say it

I know we just met, but come over

Let me hold ya

I know we just met, but come over

Let me hold ya, hold ya