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85 Cutlass

Album: 85 Cutlass Durasi: 2:43

(These folks got to hear this shit, Saucii)

(Let that shit ride, Eighty8)

'85 Cutlass, mine on Forgi' wheels, I come from Mobile

Niggas be actin' like they robbin' shit, but you home invasion still

Out they hood I'm passin' by the bridge, hurt me when I seen't lil' Nell

I done fed niggas who ain't feed me, you ain't never said you'll get the bill

How the hell you cut me off? You need me, couldn't pay you to keep it real

He ain't takin' pleas, so now it's free P, I pray he get his appeal

Took my nephew, brought him to Medellín, but I'll never touch his bail

She was off of her clock, glad I ain't fucked her yet, I feel like Russell Wil'

All my young niggas spin out nothin' but strikers, can't look up the VIN

And you had played with my new feelings, girl, and I took that on the chin

Back from when Heavy died from a leg shot, he had took one to the shin

Lil' bro a scammer every time his B-day come, I gave him somebody's pin

Them fuck niggas killed our lil' brother, you want me to pay you for the spin?

I look at you as a bitch, I used to look at you as a man

Niggas in they feelings about a chain, I look at you as a fan

Niggas'll talk behind your back, get home, and at you on the 'Gram

Say he hate the sound of the jail doors closin', he coming up from years

It's to the point when you see the CO leave and he coverin' up his ears

In a place where you can't let 'em see you cry, he coverin' up his tears

His girl won't pick up, make him wanna scream, he should've went to Yale

Kinda hard to go to sleep when your bed feel like cement

Got you 23 and one, only the feds undefeated

If I had to diss some niggas to get a buzz, I don't need it

If that plea mean I take the stand, tell the judge I don't need it

Stupid ho, my grandma sayin' you 'posed to love all people

But I put a ticket on niggas' head, gram' when their hearts stop beatin'

Shot my dog, put pressure on the wound, my boy stopped bleedin'

Roger Williams Projects, I used to look up to Cool J and lil' one, easy

My main bro, he made one call to get off your pass

I bought codeine from a crackhead and told off her name

From the PJ, and the house look like a BNB

Left her naked at the Hyatt, in the Regency

I woke up next to two hoes, don't know what's y'all name

My wrist on transportation, I went buss down plain

Went Patek here, no Cartier, and not one of us piss

Wifing no bitch, put my watch on, anniversary

Just counted a bun up, a knot in 'em, waitin' on the same gimmick

She wanna fuck with my diamonds and French kiss my wrist

Back of the Cullinan, I waste codeine on the sheets

I had ran it up now, I'm big bro to some niggas old as me

Just counted a bun up, a knot in 'em, waitin' on the same gimmick

She wanna fuck with my diamonds and French kiss my wrist

If you my bro and that's my opp, you're supposed to roll with me

Stepped on so many niggas limbs, we got cold feet