Riding In My Whip lyrics

[Intro]:
I wrote this in jail I'm back though, you heard
Couldn't wait to get back
Can't wait to get back get in my V and pull the f*ck off
Tried to hold a n*gga ransom, money too long you heard

[Verse 1]:
Real street n*gga talking bout' the real streets
All my V's drop from the foreigns to the Jeep
Let the sunshine in thank you lord beep-beep
Hot boy Troy heading out to a freak
And She pull up, I get the workout without pull ups
My son almost 2 I'm getting money for his pull-ups
Use the leftovers for a house and Range Rover
Bought my baby moms her first one, now that thing over
Waiting for this damn case to be the same thing
Everyday I think about my homie Bang Bang
Lemon pepper wings soon as I get out of jail
Gotta buy a new phone cause police kept my cell
And my jewelry but a n*gga getting all new ice
B$B chains, big rings boss up your life
Married to the game but still f*cking your wife
You been hating so her pus*y for revenge feels nice

[Hook X2]:
Riding in my whip all my paperwork legit
I'm official, n*gga you officially be riding di*k
Up in rush hour traffic, I ain't in a rush though
Cause these b*tches gotta wait and this dutch burn slow
[Verse 2]:
When I was young I always wanted to grow up and get guap
Couldn't make this type of bread as a fireman or cop
Too much student loans to become a lawyer or a doc
I ain't into owing, paid for all my kilos on the spot
Got a cool lil' chick who smuggle bricks straight pass
Real pretty but was skinny till I bought that b*tch a ass
Can't nobody say I ain't give back to the community
Gotta look at people strange who say they ain't feeling me
I'm a living legend out the city, y'all stand tall
If you from the hood though, know I represent you all
I got love for every coast and every n*gga tryna make it
I got questions for the ones that see us movin and they hated
Why you mad huh tell me why you mad motherf*cker
I'm gonna start acting funny style like im Chris Tucker
Up in rush hour traffic I ain't in a rush though
Cause these b*tches wait and this dutch burn slow
Riding in my whip all my paperwork legit
I'm official n*gga, you officially be riding di*k
I went about it the right way humble and you left out
I been said you can't have your hand and your chest out
I remember feeling good when my coke was fresh out
But when they was calling and I ain't have no more I was stressed out
I put 2 on every 10 that way it stretched out
1200 every 1000 that clears any debt out, damn
Impressive as a motherf*cker, real hustlers know
Put a little ice in that thing, It'll take you a long way