Slump6s - Impala lyrics
[Slump6s - Impala lyrics]
(dakota where are you?)
Big body tonka, wit the top down
Said she was loyal to you
But she giving me the top now
Know they mad cause i’m in a top down
Call my gang sending troops
Pussy boy get knocked down
I can’t never save a ho
All these niggas lame, I know
I'ma keep the K on go case he tryna play me
Bullets hit his face I know
We gon leave his face unknown
Got a play well then say no mo
Fans (feds?) tryna chase me
III'm in an impala call them
Got yo gang well call em
Cause you don’t want no problem
Talkin down so we had tossed him
He turned to a possum she did me so awesome
See my money, she like "God damn"
Too rich for my own good
How the fuck you not safe in yo own hood?
I can’t smoke wit y’all i got my own wood
She see all the money in my
Pocket she like "hol up"
Bitch i got my own shit, own whip
You know you don’t own shit
You think that you know shit
I been on my grown shit
Take a flight to LA man I
Been on my capone shit
Cryin over hoes lil' bro you
Focused on the wrong shit yuh hop up in that
That girl she gon get off that addy then she
Stay away from the fake and now
They calling me a jerk
I just broke her heart I know
I hit her where it hurts
III'm in an impala call them
Got yo gang well call em
Cause you don’t want no problem
Talkin down so we had tossed him
He turned to a possum she did me so awesome
See my money, she like "God damn"
Too rich for my own good
How the fuck you not safe in yo own hood?
I can’t smoke wit y’all I got my own wood
She see all the money in my
Pocket she like "hol up"
Big body tonka, wit the top down
Said she was loyal to you
But she giving me the top now
Know they mad cause i’m in a top down
Call my gang sending troops
Pussy boy get knocked down
I can’t never save a ho
All these niggas lame, I know
I'ma keep the K on go case he tryna play me
Bullets hit his face I know
We gon leave his face unknown
Got a play well then say no mo
Fans (feds?) tryna chase me
III'm in an impala call them
Got yo gang well call em
Cause you don’t want no problem
Talkin down so we had tossed him
He turned to a possum she did me so awesome
See my money, she like "God damn"
Too rich for my own good
How the fuck you not safe in yo own hood?
I can’t smoke wit y’all i got my own wood
She see all the money in my
Pocket she like "hol up"
Bitch i got my own shit, own whip
You know you don’t own shit
You think that you know shit
I been on my grown shit
Take a flight to LA man I
Been on my capone shit
Cryin over hoes lil' bro you
Focused on the wrong shit yuh hop up in that
That girl she gon get off that addy then she
Stay away from the fake and now
They calling me a jerk
I just broke her heart I know
I hit her where it hurts
III'm in an impala call them
Got yo gang well call em
Cause you don’t want no problem
Talkin down so we had tossed him
He turned to a possum she did me so awesome
See my money, she like "God damn"
Too rich for my own good
How the fuck you not safe in yo own hood?
I can’t smoke wit y’all I got my own wood
She see all the money in my
Pocket she like "hol up"