Season Finale ft. Simba Tha Savage Lyrics

Counting all these bands, even tho I uber everywhere

I got big plans, while my Uber drives me anywhere

And I'm finna cop the biggest whipski off the lot (off the lot)

And that bitch gone swerve off, onna undercover cop

I've been baking soda whipping inna muhfuckin pot (no cap)

She gone take em off, cause I know she a thot (thottie)

He thought he could do me, just like Biggie did Pac (shit)

I be chilling in New York, I feel like I'm with the Mob

While that G wagon slow down, you better keep yo tool close (keep it handy)

We gone roll them windows down, cause the Z's just gone shoot those

I've been thinking bout the Porsche, like the one that's 466

We've been rolling inna Tahoe, just moving like 50 bricks

He just flexed his re-up, now he fuck round and shoot dice (huh?)

Bout to stomp in yo face, cause I might have been too nice

Ayo forget about that boy, cause he can't even shoot right (ha)

Yeah that boy a lil sucker and he can't even move right (he can't)

I know I'm getting all that butter, cause I'm fucking a bitch tonight (fasho)

You can call me double cuppa, how I'm sipping that viscious sprite (damn)

How you rocking that designer if yo gas tank on E? (on E)

I ain't giving shit out, you can't get shit for free (nah)