Foolio - SRT / Stolen Cars lyrics

[Intro] (Oh yeah, Woods) (Ay Mario, this sh*t hot) [Verse 1: Foolio] Name a time yal spin and we ain't spin back (we ain't spin back,,, rrah rrah rrah) And his brother had got dropped, that's for Getback (that's for Getback) ? sister had got popped but he ain't say that (hahaha,,, he ain't say that) Had his mama weird, we don't fu*king feel that (Goddamn) These ni**as put up in they house We where he sleep at (where he sleep at,,, I see you) I been so patient, I can't wait to smoke Lil 3 pack (on bro) A 100 hundreds that will get your fu*king dawgs whacked (10 bands) He copping deuces, throwing truces Tryna squash that (he sweet, he scared) It's 3'oclock In the corners ni**as know we out (where yal at,,, baow) Mask on, Sto who shot They ain't even know who shot em (know who shot) Speaking on Bibby, got me mad It got my temper hot (my temper hot) We the type of young ni**as that will get your fu*king shooter shot (your shooter shot,,, rrah rrah) Make him famous, turn his name into a fu*king block (a fu*king block) Ay, sliding in the SRT, just me and Scarr (just me and Scarr) If I'm the driver then that mean that Scarr gon' pop that Glock (gon' pop that Glock, rrah rrah) ESPN, we gettin in, you know we spin the block You shootin' less, we shoot the best You know we sending shots (rrah, rrah) Thinking bout Eight, it's on my mind Ay Cojack call the opps (what it is gang?) And he ain't gotta say too much cause if I he roll, I rock (let's slide ni**a, on gang ni**a, we been out all day ni**a, where yal at? Pop out, ay ni**a) ni**as mention the A, we gon' get sh*t litty (get sh*t litty) Free 10 on your head, if you speak on Bibby (10 bands, 10) Anything I say in my lyrics then I fu*kin did it (I fu*king did it, facts) And when Ralo head got smacked, they ain't stand on business (ain't stand on business, Goddamn) We the reason there is teddy bears all 'round the city (all 'round the city) Is he cut or is he bloodied? Man his set trippin (his set trippin) And my cup so fu*king muddy, it got Royale in it (Royale in it) You ain' learn from all that dissing That's that Joe ? All these blue hundreds on me, they gon' think I'm crippin' (think I'm crippin') Sixty shots inside my choppa, boy I feel like Nipsey (feel like Nipsey, hahaha, ni**a) Boy I feel like Nipsey (rest up Nipsey, uh, 6 ni**a, on gang) [Verse 2: Big Scarr] Balenciaga shoes, Balmain jacket (drip, drip) This mix,match designer (drip) Maybach feel just like grandma, ? seats came with recliner (slide) Now we ain't dropping down, we dropping bodies, boost the counter Bankroll they overload, I think I broke the money counter (stack) Grim reaper, snatching souls Yeah I poured ounce up in the Phantom (grim reaper) Watch Tv all my life, don't think I could change the channel So icy Scarr, might get a ? make up in the winter (so icy) Way before the rap b*tches was on my dick cause I'm they ni**a Like filthy rap sh*t, me and ? We having all the Glocks now the whole gang ? Don't care how I rich get, still in the hood eating chicken tenders We set the trend in 2016, these ni**as really beginners [Outro: Foolio] Percocets and Xanny bars (xanny bar) SRT's and stolen cars (stolen car) Fake ID's and credit cards (credit cards) Feds stay up, I'm doing fraud (doing fraud) Fresh and posted, stay with that rod (with that rod) Rolling off the xanny bar (xanny bar) SRT's and stolen cars Stolen Glocks and new AR's Percocets and Xanny bars SRT's and stolen cars Fake ID's and credit cards Feds stay up, I'm doing fraud Fresh and posted Stay with that rod Rolling of the xanny bar SRT's and stolen cars Stolen Glocks and new AR's