K'ant8300 - Vroom

Pants so tight can’t fit my gun
Bad bitch with me wanna have some fun
Fuck it let’s go on the run run run
Nigga having extras by the motherfucking ton
Nigga shine bright like the motherfucking sun
I ain’t got kids but the boy my son
Don’t waste ya time cause I already won
Going to the moon baby do you wanna come
I’m having the off white off white yea
Popped the X pill in the car ain’t wreck
Paid all cash I ain’t fucking with debt
Call the girl fountain cause she always wet
Ever had sex on a motherfucking jet
I’m a cheese head like my first name’s Brett owe
Hop in the car and I’m bout to go swerve like vroom
Going too fast and I hope I don’t wreck
Always up working I don’t ever get rest
Hit the pussy once and she said I’m her best
Spaghetti baguettes that’s what I need
Balling on niggas like Gilbert Arenas
Hook after hook bitch I feel like Kareem
Bag after bag I feel like Charlie Sheen
I’m dipping in ranch when I’m eating my wings
But stuffing that blue cheese right into my jeans owe
Kill them we don’t say a word
Getting fly I’m fly like a bird
I’m shitting on niggas absurd owe
She going she going she’s a winner
I’m eating that bitch up for dinner
She fine but she not Kylie Jenner
Stepping on they necks
Too much talking I can’t respect
Me and my gang come right at your head
Talk down once and I swear I won’t forget
Ain’t one bitch I can say that I miss
Talking bout a bag and I swear I won’t miss it
I swear I’m gonna get it
Niggas be talking real tough in my mentions
knock a nigga teeth out make him get dentures
Nah let me chill bitch I’m on a lil venture
Trying to get richer and richer
Trying to get a new Richard Millie
Trying to go get me a milli
When I talk to God I know he feel me
Want to see me fail you better kill me
I got big boogers in the face
I got big house real estate
I’m going to the moon outer space
I’m in the mood only for the face
I only move for a bigger plate
I keep a tool on me it’s a drake
I move with two O's like I’m drake
I done worked too long without a brake
Pants so tight can’t fit my gun
Bad bitch with me wanna have some fun
Fuck it let’s go on the run run run
Nigga having extras by the motherfucking ton
Nigga shine bright like the motherfucking sun
I ain’t got kids but the boy my son
Don’t waste ya time cause I already won
Going to the moon baby do you wanna come
I’m having the off white off white yea
Popped the X pill in the car ain’t wreck
Paid all cash I ain’t fucking with debt
Call the girl fountain cause she always wet
Ever had sex on a motherfucking jet
I’m a cheese head like my first name’s Brett owe
Hop in the car and I’m bout to go swerve like vroom
Going to fast and I hope I don’t wreck

Written by:
Anthony Walker

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