Vroom ‘N’ Zoom lyrics

[Verse 1: BabyTron]
Awful lot of yeah, tell her nah if she ask for something
When it's up, I’m jumping, would've thought you seen a slasher dunking
Mr. Miyagi self scanning, b*tch, I'm magic touching
Miris with the blue patches, b*tch, the jeans match the hundreds
Trip mines, Molotovs, Ahki got some sh*t for opps
Six of Wocky, turn it dark skin when it hit the pop
Unky told me "It’s gon' lock everytime it hit the pop"
Tech season, lil' b*tch, I'm playing with the Crocs
One of one, no duplication, charged up like a Super Saiyan
Tryna get for real money, scamming in my human races
If you ain't driving UPS, b*tch, I ain't doing chasing
Doggy blew his savings, f*ck a vest, we be shooting faces
Charged up like a Pikachu, it's buffs I'm peeking through
Rainstorm’ll cut the traction off then go swing the coupe
Talking about your coat a thousand dollars, I don’t see a Goose
Red two-fifty, but for me, I'm paying three a deuce

[Verse 2: TrDee]
Punching like Garcia, balling like LaMelo
Junk in her trunk, ass move like some Jell-o
They don’t want no smoke 'cause gang come blow 'em like a Rello
Always on the go, I do not see the color yellow
Worry 'bout the green, I get my cabbage and I mind my biz
I don’t wrestle, boy, I look like the (?)
f*ck, now the chopstick kicking like it's Real Madrid
Got her friend tryna tag her on, she told her how I live
sh*ttyBoyz sh*t before Amiri flew on Robin jeans
Thumbing through the money when I'm sad, it boost my self esteem
Can't believe I wake up in a world that I used to dream
I just touched down in Arizona, feel like A.J Green
Treat me like the one and give me neck I just might double back
You be living off on the master splinters, I cannot cuff a rat
sh*ttyBoyz the king of the samples, that's a f*cking fact
BBCT Hutch piece and the Crocs is black
[Verse 3: BabyTron]
You can keep the kitty, lil' b*tch, you a pus*y popper
Glockiana with the switch'll turn it to a fully chopper
b*tch cold, throw a thousand dollar hoodie on her
Never seen you with a punch that hit, you a rookie boxer
f*ck, I'll push the pedal, make this b*tch vroom and zoom
SBDSM, AKA the doo-doo crew
Been had that sauce two years, I heard it's new to you
Christian Loubs with six colors like a Rubix cube

[Verse 4: TrDee]
I was taught you gotta ball 'til the clock like Triple O
Try us if you want, now you in a suit like 00
Hit her of the Henny, had her tapping like the finger four
Had to branch out 'cause n*ggas didn't want to see us grow
f*ck, put that two hands on me, b*tch, snatch my soul
In the field like some turf 'cause the green my goal
Hutch hit us with some ice like our sh*t was swole
Told Tron put a opp in there if you finna roll