I'm going hard in the paint Stunt for my niggas who can't I'm out here having my way
I made this shit in day
They yellin' “ooou! ooou!”
I'm out here turning heads They yellin' “ooou! ooou!”
I'm out here turning heads
Verse 1 [Kari Faux]
I just got paid today
Throw some bread off in my tank, show off my paint today
New shoes for the whip when I tiptoe like a damn ballet
(Killed the parking lot with no trace!) Throw a rack in a broke bitch face
These hoes don't want no drama, I feel like Mary J
Pop a cap in the back of the drop top, feel like JFK
Don't know what the fuck going on, I feel like Marvin Gaye
(Still gassed up with no brakes!) Keep that iron on me in case I have to shoot that fadeaway
I'm going hard in the paint Stunt for my niggas who can't I'm out here having my way
I made this shit in day
They yellin' “ooou! ooou!”
I'm out here turning heads They yellin' “ooou! ooou!”
I'm out here turning heads
Verse 2 [Big K.R.I.T]
Turnin' heads like a chiropractor, you break her off, I holla at her
I'ma big stepper on a giant, my trunk a newborn, it got the rattle
Goin' fishin' all on my plates, my chain so throwed it could fuck her face My top got drop like ya favorite rapper, when it flop then it didn't place Creep and crawl, 2 miles per hour in the old that I ain't scraped
The cul de sac, the parking lot, the valet line, the boulevard
Rims poking like shish kabob on a bar-b-grill, the candy spray
The way I catch a wave, I could pop trunk on baby seal, for real
I'm going hard in the paint Stunt for my niggas who can't I'm out here having my way
I made this shit in day
They yellin' “ooou! ooou!”
I'm out here turning heads They yellin' “ooou! ooou!”
I'm out here turning heads
I been talking to God like shit
I been talking to God like shit and things have just been coming together
I been talking to God, I been talking to my motherfuckin' angels that protect me And I'm just like, “Bitch, I'm gucci! I'm not worried about none of this shit!”
I'm going hard in the paint Stunt for my niggas who can't I'm out here having my way
I made this shit in day
They yellin' “ooou! ooou!”
I'm out here turning heads They yellin' “ooou! ooou!”
I'm out here turning heads
Verse 1 [Kari Faux]
I just got paid today
Throw some bread off in my tank, show off my paint today
New shoes for the whip when I tiptoe like a damn ballet
(Killed the parking lot with no trace!) Throw a rack in a broke bitch face
These hoes don't want no drama, I feel like Mary J
Pop a cap in the back of the drop top, feel like JFK
Don't know what the fuck going on, I feel like Marvin Gaye
(Still gassed up with no brakes!) Keep that iron on me in case I have to shoot that fadeaway
I'm going hard in the paint Stunt for my niggas who can't I'm out here having my way
I made this shit in day
They yellin' “ooou! ooou!”
I'm out here turning heads They yellin' “ooou! ooou!”
I'm out here turning heads
Verse 2 [Big K.R.I.T]
Turnin' heads like a chiropractor, you break her off, I holla at her
I'ma big stepper on a giant, my trunk a newborn, it got the rattle
Goin' fishin' all on my plates, my chain so throwed it could fuck her face My top got drop like ya favorite rapper, when it flop then it didn't place Creep and crawl, 2 miles per hour in the old that I ain't scraped
The cul de sac, the parking lot, the valet line, the boulevard
Rims poking like shish kabob on a bar-b-grill, the candy spray
The way I catch a wave, I could pop trunk on baby seal, for real
I'm going hard in the paint Stunt for my niggas who can't I'm out here having my way
I made this shit in day
They yellin' “ooou! ooou!”
I'm out here turning heads They yellin' “ooou! ooou!”
I'm out here turning heads
I been talking to God like shit
I been talking to God like shit and things have just been coming together
I been talking to God, I been talking to my motherfuckin' angels that protect me And I'm just like, “Bitch, I'm gucci! I'm not worried about none of this shit!”
I'm going hard in the paint Stunt for my niggas who can't I'm out here having my way
I made this shit in day
They yellin' “ooou! ooou!”
I'm out here turning heads They yellin' “ooou! ooou!”
I'm out here turning heads
Verse 1 [Kari Faux]
I just got paid today
Throw some bread off in my tank, show off my paint today
New shoes for the whip when I tiptoe like a damn ballet
(Killed the parking lot with no trace!) Throw a rack in a broke bitch face
These hoes don't want no drama, I feel like Mary J
Pop a cap in the back of the drop top, feel like JFK
Don't know what the fuck going on, I feel like Marvin Gaye
(Still gassed up with no brakes!) Keep that iron on me in case I have to shoot that fadeaway
I'm going hard in the paint Stunt for my niggas who can't I'm out here having my way
I made this shit in day
They yellin' “ooou! ooou!”
I'm out here turning heads They yellin' “ooou! ooou!”
I'm out here turning heads
Verse 2 [Big K.R.I.T]
Turnin' heads like a chiropractor, you break her off, I holla at her
I'ma big stepper on a giant, my trunk a newborn, it got the rattle
Goin' fishin' all on my plates, my chain so throwed it could fuck her face My top got drop like ya favorite rapper, when it flop then it didn't place Creep and crawl, 2 miles per hour in the old that I ain't scraped
The cul de sac, the parking lot, the valet line, the boulevard
Rims poking like shish kabob on a bar-b-grill, the candy spray
The way I catch a wave, I could pop trunk on baby seal, for real
I'm going hard in the paint Stunt for my niggas who can't I'm out here having my way
I made this shit in day
They yellin' “ooou! ooou!”
I'm out here turning heads They yellin' “ooou! ooou!”
I'm out here turning heads
I been talking to God like shit
I been talking to God like shit and things have just been coming together
I been talking to God, I been talking to my motherfuckin' angels that protect me And I'm just like, “Bitch, I'm gucci! I'm not worried about none of this shit!”