[Hook: T-Wayne]
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
[Verse 1: T-Wayne]
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
Her man a bit lit like a muh f**kkkkkkin’ torch
And I don’t want it if it ain’t sittin’ like a horse
I be ballin’, I be ballin’ like score
I’m sippin’ lean and I can feel it in my body
I’ma pull up on ’em like I’m Ricky Bobby
I swear that I don’t want your girl if she ain’t co*ky
I ain’t got no kids but she still call me papi
I got attitude, I got gratitude
And like my mixtape, I got your girl comin’ soon
I been throwed off since I came out of the womb
My flow ten times hotter than the month of June
But you can have it, baby, I got ’em goin’ crazy
New paper flow, I’m gettin’ paper on the daily
And a chick got a plaque so I know they hate me
But guess what? First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin
[Hook: T-Wayne]
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
First, let me hop out the all white Turbo
My Vans all red like a gla** of the Merlot
Wax on the joint make the muh f**kkkkkka burn slow
Every day I wake up, I get 25 pre-rolls
Tinted the windows, I bought Forgiattos, I feel like the sh**ttt
Got my seat real low, real n***aaa sh**ttt
My 911 left your Panamera
Your Carrera in my rearview mirror
Two hundred bands, you can drive one of these
Only f**kkkkkk with gangsters and strippers, no Yeez
Pull up on your girl, bet she gon’ hop in
I turn up the music, got her head bobbin’
Holdin’ the peace, girl this sh**ttt is not a lease
Dolla $ign a beast, hundred K centerpiece
Bombay and Hennessy, that’s all my n***aaas drink
I told her, first, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’
[Hook: T-Wayne]
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
[Verse 3: Chedda Da Connect]
First let me hop out the all-black Pan’
Touch down on a n***aaa just like man
Middle finger up to these haters, can’t stand me
Trapper of the year, b**hhh give me a Grammy
Look at the flicka da wrist, look at the rims on that b**hhh
Just hopped out the Porsche, look at the paint on that b**hhh
I’m just drainin’ these hoes like a faucet
I’m just hangin’ these n***aaas in my closet
I’m stackin’ up the money like government cheese
10 bands on some fresh new Louis
Spendin’ up the money like it came from overseas
Porsche Cayenne, I done bought my girl 3
She puttin’ that a** on me like a horsey
Turned around and said, “n***aaa you can’t afford meâ€
I looked right back at her and I said to her
“First let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porscheâ€
[Hook: T-Wayne]
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsche
First, let me hop out the muh f**kkkkkkin’ Porsc