Hot Wheels

Garage full of them thangs look like some hot wheels Even though they try can't take my spot still Blood all in my eye, I see they not real Look I got em where I want em, one shot kill Yea Laughing to the bank, I needa million Franks Give af bout what they thank, because my ceiling gone I seen it all, and I kept balling like I'm in the paint They say I'm mean cause I'm straight forward and my feelings gone We up 70 to zip yea this a blow out Cars and bad hoes out, sittin pretty they toes out Is you really wit the team, I wanna know now And if so, then welcome home you not alone now Hey Too much on my mind, too much been at stake Stanley Kubrick with the eye, my jacket metal plated I got some Cubans to the side, I think I'm Don Luka All my brauds shooters, no juniors like Martin Luther Babygirl always a ten we finna get it in Hallelujah, pussy niggas get no play it ain't my fault It's kinda hard to hear em talking shit from here we on the top floor Money crazy lately I think it got Stockholmes Garage full of them thangs look like some hot wheels Even though they try can't take my spot still Blood all in my eye, I see they not real Look I got em where I want em, one shot kill Yea Laughing to the bank, I needa million Franks Give af bout what they thank, because my ceiling gone I seen it all, and I kept balling like I'm in the paint They say I'm mean cause I'm straight forward and my feelings gone Private jet, I'm on a wing like we on hot ones Got one, we the top ones, shotgun, better pop one Don't run, they can't stop nun Aye Shit is crazy how they act when I done bought sumn Put my boys onto them cents so now they got some I'm talking plenty checks this money got no start or end Shawty all up in my face can't break her heart again Remember days that I felt numb but now I'm sentient Garage full of them thangs look like some hot wheels Even though they try can't take my spot still Blood all in my eye, I see they not real Look I got em where I want em, one shot kill Yea Laughing to the bank, I needa million Franks Give af bout what they thank, because my ceiling gone I seen it all, and I kept balling like I'm in the paint They say I'm mean cause I'm straight forward and my feelings gone Shawty all up in my face can't break her heart into them pieces I wish she would get the hint That I'm just focused on this life I'm tryna live, go head and leave me I'm just fine doing it solo, never needed other people Yea sometimes it can get old and you just drift to the next person If it's worth it, I ain't trippin rather think that you deserve it See my purpose ain't for loving them and learning I ain't yearning