E45

(Ay, fuck you, Letoa, you ain't shit)
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
 Bitch, I move too fast in the E45, my whip
 Goth bitch on me and she love my fits
 I don't got a Glock, but I don't miss
 Got the whole club jumpin', yeah, they love my shit
 My shit, my shit (yeah)
 Fuck the club up, let's get lit
 My shit, my shit (yeah)
 Don't get mad because of where I sit
 Bitch I move too fast in the E45, my whip
 Goth bitch on me and she love my fits
 I don't got a Glock, but I don't miss
 Got the whole club jumpin', yeah, they love my shit
 My shit, my shit (yeah)
 Fuck the club up, let's get lit
 My shit, my shit (yeah)
 Don't get mad because of where I sit
 Okay, I'm movin' fast
 I'm finna bow her back
 And I be getting to the bands
 Like I'm Fleetwood Mac
 You see me postin' with the gang
 And I got that strap
 I pull up with a .45
 Then I let it blast
 Shoutout my slimes and my brothers
 I always keep it one hundred
 You know that we gon' have that sawed-off
 They want smoke?
 Then it's comin'
 I came from nothin' to somethin'
 I see the opps and they runnin'
 Always came from where I step
 When I'm up in the function
 I got a Glock, on my left
 Got a Glock, on my right
 They wanna talk all that smack
 So I pull up on sight
 All that Pop Smoke
 It won't hurt for the night
 One night, then I go dip
 E45, that's my brand-new whip
 Couple bad thotties
 They dressed in goth fits
 Feel like Yung Bruh (yeah, yeah)
 'Cause I need a goth chick
 Bitch I move too fast in the E45, my whip
 Goth bitch on me and she love my fits
 I don't got a Glock, but I don't miss
 Got the whole club jumpin', yeah, they love my shit
 My shit, my shit (yeah)
 Fuck the club up, let's get lit
 My shit, my shit (yeah)
 Don't get mad because of where I sit
 Bitch I move too fast in the E45, my whip
 Goth bitch on me and she love my fits
 I don't got a Glock, but I don't miss
 Got the whole club jumpin', yeah, they love my shit
 My shit, my shit (yeah)
 Fuck the club up, let's get lit
 My shit, my shit (yeah)
 Don't get mad because of where I sit