SRT lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, in the Hellcat, in a SRT

[Chorus]
I'm just ridin' round town in a SRT, yeah (Hmm)
In a Hellcat, (This is a SLUMP AUDIOS EXCLUSIVE), yeah, in a SRT (Hmm, hmm, hmm)
In a Trackhawk, both in that Jeep, yeah
Done made a track, huh, we sell out every week, yeah
Heard lil' thottie wanna f*ck, but this a smash spot (Come on)
I'm high as f*ck, way outer space, I feel like NASA (Phew)
Man y'all doin' too much sh*t, man y'all too extra (Y'all too extra)
I just took myself an oxy, keep my rest up

[Verse 1]
Man, I just been doing myself, I'm way too comfortable right now
She gon' come through, she gon' get f*ckable
I wouldn't throw this sh*t up in the air, ion give no f*cks right now
We got pounds of white, they officers, you gotta get that sh*t right now (Bentley)
Bentlеy truck, Bentley truck, Bentlеy truck
Bentley truck, Bentley truck, Bentley truck, Bentley truck, yeah
Fell in love with drugs, drugs
Fell in love with drugs, drugs (Ox')
Had to f*ck it up (Up)
Yeah my pockets stuck, we rock Murakami
No za', but double T up on that b*tch
I'm a zombie off this oxy, that's how I get
Why you keep asking for the most? Girl, that's what you get
You been goin' out sad, that's how I tell you throwing a fit
Number 9, Rick, and Margiela
Number 9, Rick, and Margiela
Boy, I'm too fly, I step on feathers (Let's go)
Hit em' with that 1, 2, 1, 2, Mayweather
Boy, I'm geeked up out my mind right now (Yeah)
How y'all talking sh*t? But, no, no, f*ck yo' style
How y'all b*tches dry? Man you just a towel (Yeah)
We boutta geek on X, yeah, f*ck with the show
[Refrain]
Balenci, the Prada my fit, yeah it's been a while (Facts)
You was shopping for that swag, boy this not no aisle (No)
I been touched all way in London, man I'm shopping round (Fly round)
I just called my own phone, cause I'm my doctor now

[Verse 2]
I just got off phone with unky, said "To keep goin' out"
I'm gon' shop for all my gang members, when I make it out
b*tch they hatin', cause I'm the one, came around
Man it's been a long time, [?] my style
I'm gon' do whatever I want, I'm gon' do it now
Yeah, all my fans is family, we gon' make it out

[Chorus]
I'm just ridin' round town in a SRT, yeah (Hmm)
In a Hellcat, yeah, in a SRT (Hmm, hmm, hmm)
In a Trackhawk, both in that Jeep, yeah
Done made a track, huh, we sell out every week, yeah
Heard lil' thottie wanna f*ck, but this a smash spot (Come on)
I'm high as f*ck, way outer space, I feel like NASA (Phew)
Man y'all doin' too much sh*t, man y'all too extra (Y'all too extra)
I just took myself an oxy, keep my rest up