SKRT OFF (feat. Tino Szn)

I got my time, yeah I got my time, yeah I got some blue strip sauce in my lap So we backin' in front of the bank Double exhaust on the track and we rockin' all black So we runnin' the race Skrt off the road and we bitin' the curb on the freeway goin' like 398 Tino and me just be cookin' up beats like it's dinner wait let it heat up on a plate Diamonds be fly, so we pushin' like 80 of em Yall just be lookin' at me on my racks, I be standin' on 800 Wake up in an off-white tee in the GLE parked left the V12 engine runnin Floorin' it, lookin' at tropical trees in the streets, got no top on it I just invited my bros to the crib when the hoes pull up, nah, it ain't limited Do a drive-by in a SRT when she callin' me, see you playin' games, no scrimmagin We got some hoes in the back and they ready to attack, better run cuz they hit like cinnamon We posted up with a bat, we chill in the back, no shootin', I don't need no hitman I'm crazy, I'm crazy, I'm crazy, I'm lazy, we drivin' mercedes I'm flexin' the paper, she said, hey, see you later Said I'm crazy and better, just send me a letter I got some blue strip sauce in my lap So we backin' in front of the bank Double exhaust on the track and we rockin' all black So we runnin' the race Skrt off the road and we bitin' the curb on the freeway goin' like 398 Tino and me just be cookin' up beats like it's dinner wait let it heat up on a plate Yo, Tino I'm with my boy My boy Tino Yo, Tino, come show them what you about Yeah, Tino Szn Yeah Count big racks, I'm too fly, I'm too litty Slide with the Mac, nigga tied down, leave the city They be like that, lil' nigga, Tino run the city Love to count my bands, lil' bitch, lil' n***a, lil' n***a, I'm with it (yeah) Lil' n***a broke, admit it, slide to the A, I'll shop at Linix Ain't been broke in a minute, brand new whip, I slide, dont rent it Racks on racks I spend it, count up the green, I'm gettin' the spinach Turn me up, lil' bitch, I send it, lean on my gut, can't stop the sippin I got some blue strip sauce in my lap So we backin' in front of the bank Double exhaust on the track and we rockin' all black So we runnin' the race Skrt off the road and we bitin' the curb on the freeway goin' like 398 Tino and me just be cookin' up beats like it's dinner wait let it heat up on a plate