
t7 - grand prix lyrics
[intro: t7]
ayo p-ss me the lighter n-gg-, sh-t
you seen my keys dawg
aight im out see y’all
[verse 1 : t7]
might just hop out the vert
yo b-tch gon hop out her skirt
and i stay whipping that work
hop in the whip and i skrt
i’m getting so high, yeah im taking a trip
i run in yo house, take yo sh-t then i dip
i got the style, yeah i walk with the drip
got a grip on my nine, load the clip on my nine
i got a ar under my bed
i gotta fast car hear that sh-t rev
speed in the whip like nascar
like nascar
[verse 2: t7]
smoking diesel, whipping a diesel
nowadays a young n-gg- so evil
moving that white like i’m rico
bank account, lots of zeros
i got 8 accounts, then a main account
and got 8m’s in each account
large amounts, something to think about
[outro: t7]
might just hop out the vert
yo b-tch gon hop out her skirt
and i stay whipping that work
hop in the whip and i skrt
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