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Ian Trap - G63 Lyrics

Huh, uh
Huh, huh, huh, uh
(Dishonorable) Uh

I just went zero to hundred inside this Benz, it took a couple seconds
I'm finna crack me a seal then pour my mans, bro, that's my fucking best man
I'm in a G63, going too damn fast, boy, I might get arrested
Get you a big ass check, some big ass bands, and then I'm interested
Undercover jeans with Number (N)ine, these ain't from the store
I just popped this X, I'm finna dive right here on the floor
These Miyake jeans are so damn fly, them boys can't stay afloat
This bitch don't know a thing
She on my mind, and I can't shake the ho

Dark-tinted windows on this Benz, I can't see shit
Neck swimmin', spent a hunnid bands, bitch, I'm seasick
I just bought this bitch a Birkin bag, she can't believe this
I just bought some shit you never had, but I don't need it
I be—
Bad blue hundreds with fifties on Issey Miyake Chrome Heart jeans, for real
You spent your check on that weak-ass fit?
God damn, boy, you can't be for real
She told me she love me, I told her: I don't, God damn, it's not that deep for real
Big talk for a broke ass boy with no damn bands
Boy, get some cheese for real (Yeah, yeah)

I just went zero to hundred inside this Benz, it took a couple seconds
I'm finna crack me a seal then pour my mans, bro, that's my fucking best man
I'm in a G63, going too damn fast, boy, I might get arrested
Get you a big ass check, some big ass bands, and then I'm interested
Undercover jeans with Number (N)ine, these ain't from the store
I just popped this X, I'm finna dive right here on the floor
These Miyake jeans are so damn fly, them boys can't stay afloat
This bitch don't know a thing
She on my mind, and I can't shake the ho

This nigga tried to cook a mu'fucking, uh, uh—
Damn, ham, um—
A fucking— (Sandwich)
Sandwich, this pussy ah nigga burn the fucking sandwich
Why the fuck you ain't eat it cold?