'03 CTS on Vogues Lyrics

Had the 03 CTS sitting on them vogues

Prolly playing Dom when I pulled up on hoes

Used to slide down Veterans on cruise control

Even if I had a hooptie treat it like a Rolls

You see I ain't gotta sweat her playas get chose

They see me outta state rockin' hella shows

Don't talk no fly shit I got hella clothes

Can't even fuck the bitch if she ain't got no goals

Need a book a flight to Charlotte I'm so player made

Cause what we doing now gonna keep us forever paid

Me and L got that heat it feel like Bron and Wade

Smoke a gar reading a book while I'm in the shade

They say hell is hot, Texas too

Sent baby to the store she bought the wrong Vevue

Chasing what you lost that's the wrong move

If yo homies ain't talkin' money that's the wrong crew

Better invest it in yourself instead of buying shoes

Smoking on the patio love the city view

Doing everything I dream it feel like deja vu

Man fuck it I'm tryin' to get it like a fuckin' Jew

I can't cop the whip if it ain't got no wood grain

Fendi's on my face bitch you see the wood frames

Playing spades with the OG's where i got that good game

Playing spades with the OG's where i got that good game