Lyrics 2 Seater - Bknott, Rambo

2 Seater

YB Intl:
I’ve been riding bumping down the street in my 2 seater
I’ve been riding bumping down the street like it’s new
I’ve been riding bumping down the street in my 2 seater
I’ve been riding bumping down the street like it’s new
I’ve been riding bumping down the street in my 2 seater
I’ve been riding bumping down the street like it’s new
I’ve been riding bumping down the street in my 2 seater
I’ve been riding bumping down the street like it’s new
Bknott:
Pull up with the top down with the heater on is what I do
(It's what I do)
Nigga this a 09 and I’m feeling so fine acting like this bitch really new
Most these niggas got fake guns
They flexing on the gram but they don’t shoot
(Phew Phew)
Nigga hating on me talking a like a bitch
You keep my name in your mouth you gonna keep me rich
I just be running up in it
We the bag and don’t split
You is not playing to win it
I spit the real and you feel it
You rap that shit but don’t live it
(Aye)
Niggas be talking about large amounts
But just want the fame and the Insta clout
I manifest M’s in my bank account
You only live once you better make it count
YB Intl:
I’ve been riding bumping down the street in my 2 seater
I’ve been riding bumping down the street like it’s new
I’ve been riding bumping down the street in my 2 seater
I’ve been riding bumping down the street like it’s new
I’ve been riding bumping down the street in my 2 seater
I’ve been riding bumping down the street like it’s new
I’ve been riding bumping down the street in my 2 seater
I’ve been riding bumping down the street like it’s new
Real groovy when I get down
Niggas got a big frown
Mad boy from the lil town
Lil kid with a new crown
I be bugging like the summertime
Just be moving round getting mine
Say you a star wit a hot shine
I’m the universe big time
All these niggas fake
I just can’t relate
Benjis on my plate
Think they want a taste
Let me say my grace
Shit ain’t no debate
We don’t congregate
These niggas be dry like flakes
(Yea)
Nigga Can’t get like me
Niggas ain’t reaching no feats
Don’t know what to do on these beats
Tryna eat this ziti Gotta be speedy
Can’t keep up with a nigga like me
I’m In them Vogue’s doin sold out shows
Going coast to coast
Yeen know
Now they wanna jock my flow
Now they wanna act like a hoe
Water Jr:
Whip game whip game
(Skrrt)
Corner boy corner boy
(Swerve)
Cheetah print all on the fur
Bad bitch do what I prefer
Drops top please don’t make me go park this bit
Living FLAMES better know that I started it
All these waves
I came through and I parted them
I’m grinding exhausted
Can’t nobody guard kid
All this shit
All this shit
Got me so opposite
Harder shit
Harder shit
Try to keep up with it
So many bags
Man I feel like
Stuck with it married money
Might go have brunch with it
Big ass mac man you know that I’m loving it
Big ass crib fuck around put a club in it
Fill it with bitches and start me a covenant gassing her up
Like I just put a dub in it
Can’t beat it
Then join it
It’s Kashi I feel so anointed
The diamonds distorted
Niggas hating
Cause I might important
My mind in the clouds
So I might as well floor it
You try to be me
Nah that bitch disappointed
They know how I’m riding
They know how I’m coming
Just in case you forgot
Listen out for the chorus
Rambo:
I’m a boss check my exhaust
Moonrock in my lungs that’s why I cough
In the Porsche so comfy
Hell yea that ho feel like a loft
Jesus pieces to relief the stress
I can say I’m truly blessed
Working on a master plan
Neck like a freezer so I’m super sayin
Double R my calligraphy
Bitches digging me is you kidding me
Feet up in my 2 seat
Got on all white but I’m not a sheep
Peep the receipt that Gevenchy T-O-P
So they envy
I know I’m a target and they want my spot
I done peeped the scene and I seen da plot