In My Car Lyrics

In My Car Lyrics

[Hook]
In my car, yah, yah
Sipping on that Wock
Popping all these bars
Cooling with the stars
Coupe came with the star

[Verse 1]
Uh, Kurt Cobain sh*t, go out with a bang sh*t, uh
Still on gang sh*t
Same niggas I left with, yah
Leave you left quick, yah
On my left wrist, yah
That’s like two bricks, yah
On my right wrist, yah
That’s my right b**ch, she hold the strap like dyke b**ch
That’s my type b**ch
Yeah, we do this sh*t all night b**ch, yah
That’s our night b**ch
Gleeshie just walked in with Percs and Xans so we pipe it
She wanna suck on my lil peepee ’cause she know Carti got right sh*t
I know these niggas out here peep me ’cause they see Young Carti copping sh*t, ooh
You a copier, yeah you like to copy sh*t
You wasn’t even on this style until Young Carti popped this sh*t, yeah
I got hella hoes, ooh, and they popping sh*t, yah
I got bopping hoes, ooh, on they popping sh*t, ooh
I need a solid hoe, ooh, harder than a brick
My b**ch with no makeup kick
And she with the sh*t
She outta top me off and zip her lip, ooh
While I zip a brick
I got choppas on my momma couch, ooh
Pints all in the fridge, ooh
When I leave the crib, ooh
Go check on my kids, ooh
All these niggas my kids, ooh
I just f**k they b**ch, ooh
All these niggas my kids, ooh
I just f**k they b**ch, ooh
She hop in the dick and she split
Hop in the dick, hop in the bed, bed
Kids staying lit, lean thick
Throw it in the back, we lit
Throw it in the back, we lit
Thumb through the check, we lit, aye
I’m f**king this b**ch, I flex, she split, ooh
I love this b**ch, she do tricks, ooh
I told the b**ch that she it, ooh
I told the b**ch she the sh*t, ooh
All of my niggas, they hit
I give ’em the guap, he going to hit
He going to miss, hit ’em with kick, ooh
Kick the lil bih with the stick, ooh
He going out back to sip, ooh
I’m with the set like I’m Dip, ooh
Now with the set, I’m pimp, ooh
I swear I could be a lil pimp , ooh
I swear the need a lil pimp , ooh
Took the lil bih like a pit, ooh
VVS diamonds my neck, ooh
Don’t need no light to hit, ooh
I know I be cooling and sh*t, ooh
But all of these b**ches I hit, ooh
And all of these niggas are b**ch, ooh
All of these niggas are b**ch

[Hook]
In my car, yah, yah
Sipping on that Wock
Popping all these bars
Cooling with the stars
Coupe came with the star
In my car
In my car
Coupe came with the star
My crew gave me some bars
In my car