MCQUEEN Lyrics

Yo, yo

Yo, yo

Yo

Yo, yo

Fuck

Yo, I've been runnin' the track for a minute

All these niggas see red like they call me McQueen

They been eatin' my dust for a minute

Had to skip my pit, if the wheels fall off

Swear to God, I'm a foot to the finish

Nah fuck it's a check if they king em

Ain't no seconds I'm lickin' my fingers, oh yeah, oh yeah

All you new niggas better know I paved these streets

Wanna play, just know I need my dollars

All you other niggas can't compete, better stay out the mix

No this ain't your problem

Like, swear to God, I hate vultures

Niggas always tryna get a Porsche out a Mazda

Like a stick shift wanna jam when they poppin

If you ain't big three ease up, when you stallin'

Swear to God that these niggas be better as a dancers

Keep your ass in the camera, you better keep dancing

Swear to God that these niggas be better as dancers

Keep your ass in the camera, you better keep dancing

Yo, yo

Ain't no nigga work harder than me

It ain't SCUBA, ain't DEX , it ain't TAV

No not even MARGIIELA or JONNY V

Niggas know I'm still top in the city

And them niggas my dawg, but I'm tryna eat

Ain't got no competition, I'm pickin' fleas

Pick a bone with these niggas, they envy me

Better go chase some pussy, you ain't catchin' me

R.I.P. to careers that went 6 deep

Niggas peakin' in high school, it ain't me

I'm the only one steppin' with big feet

Swear my city ain't never had big three

Shoutout K.Ritchie on the beat

Y'all niggas need to put in some work

Shit

What you need a diaper

It's cause I wipe these niggas ass (wait hold up)

These niggas ass, I wipe the scoreboard with em

Playoff season, everyday for me lil' baby

Why you cryin'

No one show you love, just make a better tape

Sick of all this trash ass music

Nigga, go make some shake

Please don't send me no more features, less a nigga

Gettin paid

Yeah, I'm the godfather roun' here, lil' baby

Disappointed in my sons like they don't know their name