A.B. - This Song's Title 4 lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1] No speakers on that v-cut, swim, no D up, as I ride Station got my set hyped with that get right by my side I say "oh ma.. yo ma.. At yo' legs, bola.. bola.." Me dice "Hola.. hola..? Talk money, mola.. mola.." Oh nah Drop her, crop her proper Swerve no cah-cah-cah-cah-copper But that cha-cha-cha-cha chopper Spitta won't ask just pah-pop her Good They ain't hearin' yo' sh** so they won't boo, but you fear 'em tho No blessings be comin' at you, start dissappearin' ho Pa** that sour, lastin' hours "Where that heat at?" Ain't MIA?, when I say Rear view it I backseat that Ain't 'bout that shallow, off that hallow, they be zoomin' slow Ma dude, we goin' hard, behind these bars, they like "What you in for?" Ciroc by the "leetah" (liter), Lyric heatas (heaters) By the "meetah" (meter), Burn on out in that "two-seatah" (two-seater) Stackin pesos, Coppin chicas Cheetah-speed expansion With this greed we branchin' out Financin' droughts While we measurin' kingdoms by "kilomeetas" (kilometers) [Hook]