Gran Turismo

Burning rubber in the parking lot then I skrt off Hotboxing in the whip I hope she take her skirt off I ain't pulling over shit tell the pigs to f*ck off They won't catch me in this shit if I decide to pull off If I decide to pull off If I decide to pull off They won't catch me in this shit If I decide to pull off I ain't pulling over shit Tell the pigs to f*ck off They won't catch me in this shit If I decide to pull off Walk in no designer Just Reeboks and my blue jeans My graphic tee my bucket hat Still the same me Rocking with the same niggas I came with Graduated high school and I ain't look back since Baddie in the passenger her feet on the dashboard When I was poor I couldn't get love from no whore But when you in the media These hoes wanna be with you They think I'm something special But I'm just Young Einstein Niggas ain't comparing to the way that my team grind Couldn't afford beats made my own f*ck a handout Anything you can do I can do better no doubt Better guard yo hoe if my squad come around Ice on my neck but it don't define me Niggas talking shit know exactly where to find me Dont rush the process God always got perfect timing My feeble mind cant comprehend his plan so I keep grinding Burning rubber in the parking lot then I skrt off Hotboxing in the whip I hope she take her skirt off I ain't pulling over shit tell the pigs to f*ck off They won't catch me in this shit if I decide to pull off If I decide to pull off If I decide to pull off They won't catch me in this shit If I decide to pull off I ain't pulling over shit Tell the pigs to f*ck off They won't catch me in this shit If I decide to pull off