Crashing Sports Cars

Would you rather cry in a Grey hound Or a Tesla My baby said I'm pretty Told her she looks better Crash the sports car I swear I'm so ratchet My niggas keep a hammer They look like judge Mathis Tongue out like mj When I lick the cat I don't do drugs I sip Wine out the glass Finna go from ashy to class My pants still sag Bitch I'm living hood rich I feel like Pablo I can't see the bullshit Like I'm rocking a blind fold Still bumping frank got blond On repeat Your bf stay eating dick for a retweet How you hate me And we never met Niggas just wanna look Tough for the internet I've been used and abused Times was dark like a mf silhouette Dream of rags to riches Diamonds in my fist Pockets full of gold And my mouth full of silver Surfing Bitch we the wave Can't surface Told her to behave Or no dick service See in my face I been working I was down bad Nigga I was hurting Bury me in my Durag And some uptempto's And designer tees With some Japanese denim I'm a Slave to the rhythm Shackles on the wessen Bitch I'm from the east side Served cotton in the west end Could've been a scholar But f*ck college debt I'm flexing Nigga I'm flexing I said f*ck college debt Nigga I'm flexing