Benzes & Porsches (3rdVerseYYC's Version) Lyrics

I Merc Benzes, whip Porsches

If life's a game then it's Forza

It's A drag race Imma roll up

Breaking the miles to quarters

Dom Toretto with flow

To go quick, go slow

Never kept gears low

Let money shift through the door

Come in clutch let them oppose

And burn out getting me smoked

They'll tyre like Toyo tucked

In rims or the trunk

My wheel won't get stuck

Heard it spoke and turned up

Falling flat won't burn up

Hit elevenses with rubber

While they hit tens and ninas

Bet the spinners can't keep up

No gas I lean on leaking

My fuel deep into the ether

If you see it you'll recede

Into soil devoid of green

Bet oil a match for me

Diffuse lit people with heat

Weeding em out and Imma leave em beat

Yeah

So cunt seeded Imma need

To put the creampies at ease

Say they get bread mean they leech

Off me to keep me on a leash

Collar out to get me a lead on

Tricking me if they speak, dog

Imma be gone

From circles that they be on

Cuz they won't peep Dom

'Til I say I be seeing Y'all

And no retreating

When I reach for my peak Y'all

Hastily I leak all

The secrets to succeed dog

Hop on the track

Blacking out

Like it's Michelin Man

On concrete conquer it fast

Til I sound Lauda and mask up

When flames are around and ash falls

Crash hard not laugh it off

I can't relax and want

To grab the cash and ball

Without stashing guap

By leaping bounding to vaults

To be safe

Cups I got play keep away

Round other artist seen my state

A flow rider with keys I lay

Pillow talk's the only case

That They'll sleep on until my wake

Till I'm coffin inside my grave