lamborghini getaway

uh

sleezy

oh my god

ronny

mula! fuck the fame

i can't switch

pussy niggas ain't this

they ain't gang

gang shit

red beam

can't miss

adios

gotta go

knock your soul

out your clothes

whippin' o's

out the bowl

i get dough

i control

pull up in the vein

switch

flexin' with your main bitch

still sellin' 'caine bricks

talking sign language

i sell dope

lot of blow

i'm pablo

el chapo

tippie toe and prod it up

dolce and gabbana

ho

woah

woah

woah

woah

ride four deep like carpool

bitch on my 'gram like it's art school

big tommy-gun like cartoon

shoot niggas down with the harpoon

niggas comin' home for my stake bitch

where the bricks at? gotta take the kids

where the bricks at? we gon break your ribs

in the lamborghini

that's the getaway

dual exhaust

the smoke be puffin' in your face

niggas talk

they oh

so frontin'

okay

niggas claim

oh so you banging? you fake

pull up on a oppa

pass the chopper

turn them inside out

pull up on the house in a aston

put it in your mouth

see me in the streets

money stickin' to my cleats

got heaters

you want to beef

got reapers

you wanna leap

ayy

it's z

turbo porsche cream

stretch limousine

got the glock in my jeans

bitch

i serve fiends

got the rocks in my sleeves

bitch

i flip beans

cops outside

then leave

in the lamborghini

that's the getaway

dual exhaust

the smoke be puffin' in your face

niggas talk

they oh

so frontin'

okay

niggas claim

oh so you banging? you fake