Текст песни
Yeah
I’m finna cop that truck (fuck)
Spin that truck (fuck)
Shit too loud as fuck (fuck)
Wild as fuck (fuck)
Yeah
I got some tool with me
I’m gonna test your luck (fuck)
I know you lame as fuck
Why you actin’ tough (fuck)
Yeah
Where my cash at? (fuck)
Bitches tryna know where the fuck my stash at (fuck)
Folks calling me a bad man (fuck)
Yeah
Russian cold, we don’t do the same things (fuck)
Troopers on my side, I don’t wanna call it gang (fuck)
Focused on the knots, I ain’t never playing games (fuck)
Gotta get a lot it ain’t about the fame
They didn"t expect the plot twist
I ain’t switched up I just let to burn a flame
With the mob, pullin’ up to the spot, ready to do a lot
Put the dot, catch his ass and fry, cut his lifeline
Crows flock spinnin’ over the block, waitin’ for you to die
Shell shock, it was not a prop, no one to testify
Triple six, I feel like $krim in this shit, suicide
Yeah
I’m finna cop that truck (fuck)
Spin that truck (fuck)
Shit too loud as fuck (fuck)
Wild as fuck (fuck)
Yeah
I got some tool with me
I’m gonna test your luck (fuck)
I know you lame as fuck
Why you actin’ tough
