Hop in That Car (Intro) lyrics
by Baby Jamo
[Intro]
Hey Tall Wall
Man, hey hey if if you could tell me who f*cking with me in the city n*gga I got ten thousand n*gga I don't give a f*ck (Hey Alex) (This Caden on the beat)
Hey, I'm not 'bout to go broke on my name n*gga hey, my name stand on business n*gga
Hey Tall Wall (Wall)
They don't like that, they don't like that man
Hey, hey (Hey long live Whites and long live Bugg) (This is Petro Gang)
[Verse]
Hold up, n*gga I got on my ice (My ice)
n*gga I'm still gon' hop in that car
Make sure when we make the rights on the opps, yeah I don't shoot from afar
Want thе men to stand over sh*t don't shoot anything just shoot their tops
Uh, drag drag drag drag lеt's go
I don't think n*ggas f*cking with me, n*gga I run the city (I run the city)
n*gga I'm still the main rapper, doing hits and tryna get busy (I'm tryna get busy)
I could show you this sh*t that's stuck in your [?]
Say my name in a song your block getting lit
I ain't talking 'bout no party, n*gga I shoot that Drac' until it's empty
Uh, n*gga I run up that paper you know I want 200 large
Uh, n*gga I was just out [?] on Ahk I was running the pod
n*ggas wasn't working their knife they wasn't working nothing they wasn't tryna see me (Hey Tall Wall)
Had to go on another n*gga block and hit him with [?]
Uh, n*gga I done ran up that cash I done ran up them racks I ain't never look back (Look back)
n*gga you could start calling me NBA Tall I got me a sack (NBA Tall)
Uh, catching a plane from [?] getting them bags I get off at Lax
n*gga I move too swift I ain't getting snatched up I'm getting them bags (Stuck)
Talking way louder than speaker I'm one of them ones that real be creeping
Uh, man them n*ggas be copping too much them n*ggas be talking like preachers (Hey Tall Wall)
Yeah I'm the one that be rapping I still hit licks and I still be jacking
Telling my n*ggas I'm Jack, n*gga I'ma get me some paper on bro I got 'em
Out in L.A. I'm catching a vibe they don't know I'm out here they're still gon' hide
n*gga I be working that Drac', n*gga I be working that switch I give 'em [?]
I get in the booth and you know that I'm fried and I'm talking my sh*t you know that I'm high
n*gga this sh*t ain't for public, n*ggas ain't politics you know that they're lying
Come right back I switch it up I came home I got sh*t touched
n*gga if you ain't die, n*gga your ass got hit that sh*t by luck
I be up in them cars you better not get plucked
It's one of them hoods that ain't pulling strings ain't none of us died they ain't f*cking with us
And free the 6 and free lil' Wardy, n*gga, yeah they're getting sh*t crushed
When we up in your hood, you keeping it quiet
I'm up in the city way more than Biden
And we get out on feet we don't do drive-bys
[Outro]
Let's go, hey
Man I'm way more in the city than Joe Biden n*gga