Can Am lyrics

[Intro]
The f*ckin' Glo Boyz
Doin' donuts in my Can Am (Skrt skrt skrt)

[Chorus]
Can Am, Can Am (Skrt skrt skrt)
I probably race you in my damn Lamb (Skrt skrt skrt)
Hit you in your sh*t like Bam Bam
Doin' donuts in my Can Am
Can Am, Can Am (Skrt skrt skrt)
I probably race you in my damn Lamb (Skrt skrt skrt)
Hit you in your sh*t like Bam Bam
Taxin' these n*ggas like Uncle Sam

[Post-Chorus]
Gettin' to these racks, I'm goin' HAM
Too flex up, I ain't gotta flex for the 'Gram
TRX is the new rim (Yeah)
I walk to the back of the club and load my chrome (The f*ckin' Glo Boyz)
Rollie on my wrist, it's a new band (Rollie)
Hundreds on me blue but the band ain't
Pull up on you flexin' on my Can Am
Pull up on you flexin' on my damn Lamb (Woah)

[Verse]
I make many green, it's in hand (Many green)
When I'm pourin' up lean call me Datsu
Why I'm pourin' up the lean? 'Cause I got the juice (Yeah)
I can say 32 first but I ain't Juice
Hundred round ridin' 'round my chopper (Hundred round)
Boy, yo ass dead if you're my opp (Boy, you is)
All the b*tches love me, call me Big Poppa (Poppa)
If I sled in the K, they need a doctor (Bang)
f*ck n*gga in my picture, I had to crop him
My n*ggas gon' kill, I can't stop 'em (Nah)
Every summer, it's gon' be more body droppin'
CPDK, f*ck all the crime stoppers (f*ck 'em)
Snitch ass n*gga ain't nothin' but a crime watcher
41 with the new models on my wrist (Bling)
She wanna hold my di*k while I f*ckin' p*ss (Hah)
800 hottie so I had to resist (Skrt skrt)
Told her "Don't make me breakfast without grits"
And I'm blitzin' sh*t like John Madden (Blitz)
Everytime I f*ck you, know I wear a magnum (Yeah)
4EB compilation goin' platinum (4EB)
On gang pull up on you in a new phantom
Still a putchu ass on the news channel
Real trap n*gga we don' do scammin'
Yeah, man, we ain't with all that card crackin' sh*t man (At all)
Just scammin' ass on man (Yeah)
Hundred rolled up in a vacuum sealed
Hundred bowls ain't even a hundred seals (Gross)
[Chorus]
Can Am, Can Am (Skrt skrt skrt)
I probably race you in my damn Lamb (Skrt skrt skrt)
Hit you in your sh*t like Bam Bam (Skrt skrt skrt)
Doin' donuts in my Can Am
Can Am, Can Am (Skrt skrt skrt)
I probably race you in my damn Lamb (Skrt skrt skrt)
Hit you in your sh*t like Bam Bam (Skrt skrt skrt)
Taxin' these n*ggas like Uncle Sam

[Post-Chorus]
Gettin' to these racks, I'm goin' HAM
Too flex up, I ain't gotta flex for the 'Gram
TRX is the new rim (Yeah)
I walk to the back of the club and load my chrome (Yeah)
Rollie on my wrist, it's a new band (The f*ckin' Glo Boyz)
Hundreds on me blue but the band ain't (Rollie)
Pull up on you flexin' on my Can Am
Pull up on you flexin' on my damn Lamb