s.m.o. jack hit the dash (feat. kona banz) şarkı sözleri
I drive foreign cars, no S.R.T., this bitch gon' do the race
Could give a f*ck if 12 behind me, f*ck it, take em on a chase
Throw that switch up out the window, hit the corner, dodge a case
And I ain't fuckin' with broke niggas, cause they always in the way
I drive foreign cars, no S.R.T., this bitch gon' do the race
Could give a f*ck if 12 behind me, f*ck it, take em on a chase
Throw that switch up out the window, hit the corner, dodge a case
And I ain't fuckin' with broke niggas, cause they always in the way
I been ridin' around with bandz and you know we keep a Drake
Let a nigga play with me, I put his ass up in that lake
Steady sippin' on this codeine, I might overdose or faint
Had to cut my last bitch off because her attitude was stank
I'm a member, I got rank, my pockets filled just like the bank
While this nigga playin' with me, another nigga I had to spank
I do this shit right here all day, I'm bustin' bows, I'm catchin' plays
My YN's got me all up outside like I'm tryin' to catch a case
Feds on a nigga radar, we don't give a f*ck today
When I pop out in yo section, bitches love me like I'm Drake
Yeah, I keep that FN' on me when I'm posted in the A
Can't trust these niggas or these bitches, they'll snake you in your face
I drive foreign cars, no S.R.T., this bitch gon' do the race
Could give a f*ck if 12 behind me, f*ck it, take Em on a chase
Throw that switch up out the window, hit the corner, dodge a case
And I ain't fuckin' with broke niggas, cause they always in the way
I drive foreign cars, no S.R.T., this bitch gon' do the race
Could give a f*ck if 12 behind me, f*ck it, take em on a chase
Throw that switch up out the window, hit the corner, dodge a case
And I ain't fuckin' with broke niggas, cause they always in the way
I lose my mind when I'm outside, my favorite Glock G29
New stick and beam, the glitch inside, bro off 2 beans, he tryna slide
They dropped the lo, but he walked inside, he faced the crowd, took all they pride
She got too close, start droppin' dimes, 2 a.m., caught him at the sto
Just me and bro got like 4 poles, I'm out on bail, he on parole
Still spinnin blocks still snatching souls
He saw the pipe, that nigga froze, back at the light, he tryna go
That boy got left, right on that road, it got me watchin' that back door
Love your gun, don't trust a ho, I'm fly as f*ck Might strike a pose.
If I call twin he pop out glitch, we slidin', black trucks, pop out trim
Been pushin' weight, this ain't no gym, up all these racks, they know I'm him
I'm havin' motion, tryna win, two Cartiers, them bitches twins
Just spent a dub pop out again, I drive foreign cars, no S.R.T., this bitch gon' do the race
Could give a f*ck if 12 behind me, f*ck it, take em on a chase
Throw that switch up out the window, hit the corner, dodge a case
And I ain't fuckin' with broke niggas, cause they always in the way
I drive foreign cars, no S.R.T., this bitch gon' do the race
Could give a f*ck if 12 behind me, f*ck it, take em on a chase
Throw that switch up out the window, hit the corner, dodge a case
And I ain't fuckin' with broke niggas, cause they always in the way

