02 Impala ft. Mordy Lyrics

She a bad bitch and i love her demeanor

She fuck with me cause she know we not equal

In your city got more spots than a cheetah

Out the air bnb we trap like its legal

She got more miles than a 02 Impala

I remember riding in a 02 Impala

Yea i came up on a bag overcame all my problems

Im upper echelon now i can drip with no problems

Yea she down for the gang

We got the gas on us she take the charge with no problem

We pulling up like the savannah choir

Fifty round drum let it ring you cannot see tomorrow

We got the henny its litty and poured up on ice

Off an adderall we have a hell of a night

I would cuff you baby but i know that your trife

I cant waste no time tony hawk grind overnight

I cant waste my time baby you think that im stupid

Hit her with the D one time she thing that its cupid

Me and guapo like beavus and butt-head

We stand in the trap on the couch we gone make it go stupid

Im not Al roker i pull up with thunder

Hope you predict it aint giving no warning

Super bad bitch i give her five stars

Cause she cook and clean and give head in the moring

I tried to tell them boys we gone extort you

So please dont try tax when you come with them drugs

My mama said i hope you moving right out here

Cause these streets dont like you wont show you no love

No ma I don't bang but i know some slimes

They taking your life or they taking your drugs

Its not that serious to try and be the plug

And i cant show my hand got to walk with a mug

I roll up the super exotic im high

I get on the highway ride like super sonic

We come through your city we tear down the mall

Im seeing their faces they see the star power

I get on my knees and i pray that i make it out

Consistently grinding is all that its bout

Came with the club with the pole we aint came bout

And i stop fucking with niggas they in it for clout

She a bad bitch and i love her demeanor

She fuck with me cause she know we not equal

In your city got more spots than a cheetah

Out the air bnb we trap like its legal

She got more miles than a 02 Impala

I remember riding in a 02 Impala

Yea i came up on a bag overcame all my problems

Im upper echelon now i can drip with no problems

Bank rolls fake smiles

Who really down who proud of me

These hoes no wild

Where would i be without my team

We counting up money smoke reefa

You not in my lane

You must be insane

We getting the bags for cheaper

Did so much on my own

Dont know what you on

You know we dont fuck with no leaches

A couple of bitches keep calling my phone

They ready for me to come home

But where were yall at i was spitting the pain in the microphone

But i aint tripping i got blue hundreds stuffed in my pockets

And i aint tripping bout a op they know what the time im on

She a bad bitch and i love her demeanor

She fuck with me cause she know we not equal

In your city got more spots than a cheetah

Out the air bnb we trap like its legal

She got more miles than a 02 Impala

I remember riding in a 02 Impala

Yea i came up on a bag overcame all my problems

Im upper echelon now i can drip with no problems