Rental Car lyrics

by

DaBaby



[Intro: Finesse2Tymes]
(Bang, bang, choo-choo train, let me see you do your thing) Finesse, two of 'em
(Will, what that is?) Ayy
Them shots got to poppin', I ran out (Avo)
Them shots got to poppin', you ran out
Ayy (XO think he all that), Finesse, two of 'em

[Chorus: Finesse2Tymes]
Gotta watch where I'm goin' now (Where I'm goin' now)
She used to be perfect, but shawty some hoin' now (She a ho now)
I was stuck in a cell, when it rains, it pours (Pours), well, I guess it's pourin' now (Pourin' now)
Moved my mama out Camelot, she in a better spot
Went and bought five them Hitler Glocks (Got Hitler's straps)
Got za in a pickle jar (Pickle jar), four hundred fifty shots (Fifty shots)
b*tch, you know that's a rental car

[Verse 1: Finesse2Tymes]
Quit offerin' me favors, I'm straight, I don't want 'еm
When I was locked down for a year 'causе corona ('Cause corona)
You ain't f*ck with me, I peep your persona (Peep your persona)
They won't do a verse, n*ggas want me to front 'em (Want me to front 'em)
Know I'm the dope like that Ricky Ross n*gga (Ricky Ross n*gga)
He just got money, that boy ain't no killer
'Cause you sent a hit, that don't make you a hitter
You gon' meet karma, pull up on this Sprinter
The b*tch just got wet, ate my D through the zipper (di*k through the zipper)
Pull it straight out, go lay up with your n*ggas (Lay up, n*gga)
Twenty-some racks for a Louis V comforter just 'cause n*ggas slept on me like a pillow (Me like a pillow)
I wanna hear 'bout what happened back when
I'm back and better, goin' at it again (I'm at it again)
Couldn't believe all the hate I was seein' (Seein')
My homecomin', got up under they skin (Up under they skin)
Ooh, we killin' 'em (I'm killin' 'em)
Everything that I do, gotta see some residuals
Say they gon' kill me, that's typical (That's typical)
Pull up on him in person and check that boy temperature (What you wanna do?)
I went and got it, no handout (No handout)
These lil' rap n*ggas really be fanned out (Fan n*ggas)
When them shots got to poppin', you ran out (Ran out)
When them shots got to poppin', I ran out (I ran out, n*gga)
[Chorus: Finesse2Tymes]
Gotta watch where I'm goin' now (I'm goin' now)
She used to be perfect, but shawty some hoin' now (A ho now)
I was stuck in a cell, when it rains, it pours (Crazy), well, I guess it's pourin' now (It's pourin' now)
Moved my mama out Camelot, she in a better spot
Went and bought five them Hitler Glocks (Got Hitler's straps)
Got za in a pickle jar (Pickle jar), four hundred fifty shots (Fifty shots)
b*tch, you know that's a rental car

[Verse 2: DaBaby]
Back-to-back foreigns, I whip down and sh*tted (Back foreigns, yeah)
Play, watch how quick I'ma whip out and hit it (Whip out and—)
Went got a pound of that swag for two hundred
Got some OG and mixed that with the midget
I'll f*ck 'round and sell that sh*t back to myself
sh*t, I done already mixed this sh*t so everybody gettin' it
I'll come pick the ho, I'll hit both of 'em
Them shots got to poppin', I left off some more of 'em (What we doin'?)
Scary n*gga, I'ma be the same way when they bury n*ggas
I'll f*ck around, switch that sh*t up like Finesse and ask three or four hoes to get married with me (P)
She askin' me why the f*ck I ain't got no bae, 'cause the Fireman don't play, I be very picky (b*tch)
She used to be flat chested back in the day 'til she turned herself up, bought a par of titties (Yeah)
This lil' ARP got a pair of titties (Huh)
This Glock 17 got a box and a titty on it (Yeah)
She said that she'll pull my di*k out right here
Show all her friends how she really want it
When them shots went off, you got the f*ck out of dodge
My whip still sittin' outside, I don't even use my garage
I don't know sh*t about when dude ass got robbed
I wasn't stuntin' that sh*t, I was doin' my job, pus*y
[Chorus: Finesse2Tymes & DaBaby]
Gotta watch where I'm goin' now (I'm goin' now)
She used to be perfect, but shawty some hoin' now (A ho)
I was stuck in a cell, when it rains, it pours (Crazy), well, I guess it's pourin' now (b*tch)
Moved my mama out Camelot, she in a better spot
Went and bought five them Hitler Glocks (Huh)
Got za in a pickle jar (Pickle jar), four hundred fifty shots (Fifty shots)
b*tch, you know that's a rental car (A rental)
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