Jonathan Lowell - Black Delorean lyrics

Black Delorean hit curves like 95 on that meter Got about 5 b**hes with me gettin' high They all gone off that reefer This that basic sh** that you love, b**h 'cause your brain the size of a peanut I told a b**h that she's dumb as f** And she still wanna ride my penis Genius sh** that I kick, man n***as use beats as a kickstand My words carry heavy like a bouncer after you were at the club Steady acting like a b**h, man n***as on Twitter asking for beats from me Like a n***a ain't rapping too Why waste a track when my n***a Z or Mar could k** it Unless you got cash to shoot Chill the hell out, I'm maxing Shake your a** and don't say sh** That's more effective than me asking you Cause you're easy to read & basic Versace, Versace I'm tryna touch every inch of your body Got something I wanna put down on you Guaranteed after, you won't be so snobby 6 chains on my neck Diamonds all in my grill b**hes all on my dick now Cause I came up on that mil My mind, my body, my soul The holy trinity, n***a I'm ill I got that sh** that'll satisfy your hunger for that real