Hellcat Pushin! lyrics

[Chorus]
We in that Hellcat pushin’
Better get yo’ hoe, she lookin’
Tryna steal my style, he couldn’t
These n*ggas be sweet like pudding
I walked in this b*tch with that Glock
Eyes on me, b*tch I’m feeling like Pac
Now that I’m up they say that I’m hot
I’m smokin’ tree and I do it a lot
Fillin’ my cup with a deuce of that wock
He wanted smoke, so we gettin’ him dropped
Put the red dot right on his top
Get to bagging the money, don’t stop
Look at my b*tch and I told her we straight
Look at my pockets, I’m lovin’ this cake
My n*gga heat you up, bought him a Drac’
And I’m f*cking these hoes out of state

[Verse]
In the Hеllcat, yeah that b*tch gon’ skate
Can’t put my trust in thesе hoes, they fake
My young n*gga upping the score
f*cked a bad b*tch at the show, and I’m sipping on wock for sure
Said if he sippin’ on Tris then he broke
f*ckin’ this b*tch, then I pass to my bro
We up in Saks, and we closing the store
She sucking di*k and she loving the stroke
Spending her a rack on a Moncler coat
Don’t f*ck with n*ggas, these n*ggas be broke
The b*tch be so cut-throat
I just sit back and play with these racks
Play wit’ her hair while I’m beating her back
f*ck up her life, that b*tch was a [?]
Widebody Hellcat, f*ck a Scat
Had to go Neiman Marcus for the hat
We up in Benihana’s with the mag
The clip on the Glock longer than a bat
Talkin’ that sh*t, yeah, we finna slide
Took my lil’ white vibe on a ride
Keep that lil’ f*ck sh*t to the side
He got him a VPN, he finna hide
Took a lil’ hit, now he ‘bout to cry
[Chorus]
We in that Hellcat pushin’
Better get yo’ hoe, she lookin’
Tryna steal my style, he couldn’t
These n*ggas be sweet like pudding
I walked in this b*tch with that Glock
Eyes on me, b*tch I’m feeling like Pac
Now that I’m up they say that I’m hot
I’m smokin’ tree and I do it a lot
Fillin’ my cup with a deuce of that wock
He wanted smoke, so we gettin’ him dropped
Put the red dot right on his top
Get to bagging the money, don’t stop
Look at my b*tch and I told her we straight
Look at my pockets, I’m lovin’ this cake
My n*gga heat you up, bought him a Drac’
And I’m f*cking these hoes out of state