​hop out the car hop out the car 2 lyrics

[Intro]
We finna hop out the car, hop out the car
I got a Glock on me, go run in yo' yard
Run in yo' yard
Yard, yeah, okay

[Verse 1]
Drivin' in that hellcat
You don't wanna race, man
Posted in the penthouse
You live in your momma's basement
That b*tch said she like my fragrance
Oh yeah, that's a sticky pack
I was talkin' to your b*tch
Like, ain't your boyfriend call me a fag?

[Verse 2]
In the Tahoe, racin'
Dodgin' bullets like The Matrix
You're a lame, huh, face it
(Your bro in my blunt, like, face it)
You talkin' sh*t but ain't you racist?
All your claims are f*ckin' baseless
Delete FL Studio, 'cause boy, you ain't go make it

[Verse 3]
I said "f*ck twelve"
See a cop, I turn that boy to bacon
Percy wеrcy all up in my pocket, I'ma take it
I'ma sneak up in your housе
(Find your soda, left it shaken) (Muahahaha)
I can't-I can't f*ck with that lil' b*tch, that b*tch too basic
Want that smoke? I can match that
Got a ounce up in my backpack
Fat ass blunt, I ain't go pass that
So I turned him to a hashtag
And my whip, that sh*t matte black
You a nerd like MatPat
He go talk that sh*t, we leave his body in a trash bag
[Outro]
(Ahh) Sillyteam (Ahh)
We finna hop out the car, hop out the car
I got a Glock on me, go run in yo' yard
Run in yo' yard
Yard, yeah, okay