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