Racist lyrics

by

Lil B


[Intro]
(Zaytoven)

[Chorus]
I put big-ass rims on my car
Money long, this sh*t going too far
I pulled twenty bad b*tches riding in my car
I told them b*tches, "b*tch, I'm freaking you tomorrow"
Police pulled me over, they thought I was racing
I told 'em, "My car ain't with the damn pacing"
Got my guns from Indiana, think they with the Pacers
I only like green, she like, "Boy, you racist"

[Verse 1]
Girl, I got money all in my f*cking pocket
I don't like talking, you can leave if you ain't f*cking
I ain't want to f*ck you anyway, b*tch, you musty
Baby girl, you dusty, but my car do all the dusting
Riding in that Beamer, Bieber, b*tch, Justin
I'm screaming obscenities, b*tch, I'm cussing
She acting like a bee for the weed, b*tch be buzzing
I told her 'bout my money, she can go and meet my cousin
Rest in peace Blood, if he was here, he would be mugging
My car super bad, I done named it McLovin
I told her, "I'ma leave my pants on while we f*cking"
I only want to f*ck you for ten minutes, then I'm nutting, I'm nothing
[Chorus]
I put big-ass rims on my car
Money long, this sh*t going too far
I pulled twenty bad b*tches riding in my car
I told them b*tches, "b*tch, I'm freaking you tomorrow"
Police pulled me over, they thought I was racing
I told 'em, "My car ain't with the damn pacing"
Got my guns from Indiana, think they with the Pacers
I only like green, she like, "Boy, you racist"

[Verse 2]
I'm sipping red, I paid six hundred for the pint
Eight hundred dollar Margielas, f*ck your Mikes
b*tch buggin', told me thousand dollars for the night
I say, "I'm Chief Sosa, I ain't never paid in my life"
Blowing smoke in the police face, b*tch, I know my rights
I don't give no f*ck, you can tell how I'm running lights
Don't leap if you a frog, f*ck n*gga, get hit with pipe
I don't like the 'Woods that much, I'm rolling big-ass whites
That's big-ass joints, now you know it, f*ck n*gga, pipe down
I'm so turnt up, can't even put my pipe down
I'm so bossed up, think I live up in the White House
When you see me, salute me, or it's f*cking lights out

[Chorus]
I put big-ass rims on my car
Money long, this sh*t going too far
I pulled twenty bad b*tches riding in my car
I told them b*tches, "b*tch, I'm freaking you tomorrow"
Police pulled me over, they thought I was racing
I told 'em, "My car ain't with the damn pacing"
Got my guns from Indiana, think they with the Pacers
I only like green, she like, "Boy, you racist"
[Verse 3]
I told that b*tch she can't touch my dreads
I'm smoking Tooka, counting on the deads
She say I'm tweaking, I ain't even take my meds
Tatted like amigos, b*tch, my skin filled with lead
n*gga talking down, fill him up with lead
I'm flexing so hard, I should buy a watch for my leg
Since he sending messages, he get hit in the legs
I'm friends with UPS and FedEx
I'm full, I ain't even eat my eggs
I got an Uzi with a cooling kit and kick
I start to pour it out, it's pouring out the fifties

[Chorus]
I put big-ass rims on my car
Money long, this sh*t going too far
I pulled twenty bad b*tches riding in my car
I told them b*tches, "b*tch, I'm freaking you tomorrow"
Police pulled me over, they thought I was racing
I told 'em, "My car ain't with the damn pacing"
Got my guns from Indiana, think they with the Pacers
I only like green, she like, "Boy, you racist"

[Outro]
Bang
Yeah
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