Looney Tunes Lyrics

I'm a wild out to my lights out

I'm Donald Trump in this white house

These looney tunes might black out

Like young dolph took a paper route

Hit the bank bout 2 cash out

I did this with no hand out

That hating shit I ain't worry bout

Somebody's child a get packed out

Fuck cash I want bitcoin

My flow sick like a retard

Should get a check for these 3bars

I'm Charlie scott in this race car

I'm so committed I go get it

It's all true I'm authentic

My pistol hot I stay wit it

On the same time but we think different

Can't let you get to close swear my heart is to cold

Moneybags like you in that drought we had that blow

On the Eastside of Detroit rightnow networking with my bro

Didn't get a chance to eat at Coney island

I was in and out on that road

Everything secure do that speed limit back home

Speed traps like everywhere keep your eyes open just know

When u coming threw them hick town's

You better move like ghost

If you fuck up make the wrong than its murder that she wrote