Sprinter Van Lyrics

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Say

We in dem sprinter vans

Sliding back to back can't fall of track

We tryna split ya mans

Won't catch me in the back

I'm in the front row wit my gun in hand

Be asking why I move slow

Its just the drugs

And I can't help it man

But I still ride out wit my thugs tho

Put the stick in drive and skirt the van

Ima working man

Don't do perky sets

I'm lit off purple strains

This cutta can

Quickly melt a bitch like he was butter man

Just past the stick

I'm quick to blast a bitch

These ni**as don't understand

We pop out in the day

Tryna rip his face off any way we can

This a fast car fuck a hemi

And this bitch gone leave a bitch like it was sprinting

Hold on overload I'm too damn high my head is spinning

We go door to door to catch his lil ass with that semi

Been tryna break out poverty like we was in jail

I know my momma proud of me watched how i got here

Shout out to my dad that's how I got here

I had to cut some ni**as off that why they not here

Know we in them sprinter vans

Sliding back to back can't fall of track

We tryna split ya mans

Won't catch me in the back

I'm in the front row wit my gun in hand

Be asking why I move slow

Its just the drugs

And I can't help it man

But I still ride out wit my thugs tho

Put the stick in drive and skirt the van

Know we in them sprinter vans

Sliding back to back can't fall of track

We tryna split ya mans

Won't catch me in the back

I'm in the front row wit my gun in hand

Be asking why I move slow

Its just the drugs

And I can't help it man

But I still ride out wit my thugs tho

Put the stick in drive and skirt the van

I'm finna suit up like a marvel man

Ni**ah try to play me on the gang I'm finna carve em in

These hoes be tryna hang but i can't hang don't want no parts in dem

These fuck ni**as want fame they want my frame I'm like a spark to them

Stay deep up in that water they run away I'm like a shark to dem

Can't hang around no scummy's we get money and we to smart for them

But if we catch a opp car we gone park em make em drop da wheel

And if he hop out with that chopper we gone pop em make em stop frl mhm

Sprinter van pushing 110 when we come spinning down yo block

These ain't no glocks or FN's we toat the big shit with da stocks

Keep the ski tucked in my pocket case a boy step out his spot

I buy my weed with my deposits when it touchdown come on and shop

Im catching plays

Stuffing za inside of bags to get my cash I need a raise

Bitch I ain't never knew my dad since I was bad my mama raised me

I remember sitting at my granny house listening to stories of me when I was a baby

And ain't nobody gave me shit bought my first blick walking round with 380