Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Off the Lot, artist - EarthGang. Album song Royalty, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.02.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Spillage Village
Song language: English
Off the Lot |
I went out and bought the best car my money could buy |
Asked yo baby mama if she ready to ride |
Swervin' through the hood on the way to Dubai |
Please don’t run up on it unless you ready to die |
I went out and bought the best car my money could buy |
Asked yo baby mama if she ready to ride (Is she ready? Is she ready?) |
Swervin' through the hood on the way to Dubai |
Please don’t run up on it unless you ready to die |
Poverty stricken, hot wings was kickin' |
Grew up with God and grew up with nadda |
Ain’t that a bitch? |
So I married her too |
Spiritual folks don’t eat good |
Clearin' my throat as I bless the food |
Almighty God, how the fuck you help these killers boss up? |
Make they bread while our neighborhood filmin' Walkin' Dead |
Bow our heads shit, we split a P between all us |
We was in them church buildings, they was robbin' us silly |
Came home, only thing they left us was the ceilings |
Quick reminder, the finer things in life are the hideous inside |
My nigga that’s a lie, that’s a mind fuck |
That’s a brain rape |
Sellin' waters for a dolla', hope my niggas don’t see us |
Speak about it at the school, watch how quick I bust a lip |
Red light, catch me outside 28's and up |
I just wanna be that nigga that they look up to for once |
I went out and bought the best car my money could buy |
Asked yo baby mama if she ready to ride |
Swervin' through the hood on the way to Dubai |
Please don’t run up on it unless you ready to die |
I’m in a dope boy game, oh, in a dope boy lane, oh |
Rockin' dope boy frames, oh, boy your dope don’t change |
In a dope boy game, oh, in a dope boy lane, oh |
Rockin' dope boy frames, oh, boy your dope don’t change |
I only got five in the tank |
Two slow leaks on the right side |
Key scratches on the paint, stick shift on the fritz |
I’m like fuck this whip, can’t bag no hoes like this |
I’m on my Go Go Gadget, movin' through jungle traffic |
I was a hoodrat magnet, I had to drop old habits |
My cousin went to war at nineteen |
He started a family whippin' that truck |
He got attacked, we just glad he made it back |
First thing that nigga did scooped that E-Class Benz |
Turn a humble family function to another event |
And we been neck and neck since we was kids, you know what that meant |
After we signed to the 'ville, right to the auction I went |
So what would you rather get nigga, a car or a crib? |
Got released from them leases, never again payin' rent |
We all suffer through struggle, you never know the extent |
Catch me on Old Nat' and Godby, never forget where I been |
I went out and bought the best car my money could buy |
Asked yo baby mama if she ready to ride |
Swervin' through the hood on the way to Dubai |
Please don’t run up on it unless you ready to die |
I went out and bought the best car my money could buy |
Asked yo baby mama if she ready to ride |
Swervin' through the hood on the way to Dubai |
Please don’t run up on it unless you ready to die |