i8 ft. Duke Deuce Lyrics

This how we move

This how we ride

Inside that coupe

I hit like 85

Got 40 on me

That supersize

Ya I really like cheese

I gotta get mine

Pull up

Scurt

In that I8

Pull-up

Scurt Scurt

I got racks in that I8

I pull up with that Tommy on me

I'm gon hit that drum

I swear that it ain't non

I'm inside that coupe

I'm up to sum

I gotta big bag

Walk up in that club

I see them bois

They like hit that

Dope boy strapped

in that club

Got them racks

You best get back

They ain't even want to pop that

Whole hundred racks

Give me my top back

I want the blue face

I got a whole rack

I can not complain

Get out my domain

You can not hang With the gang

You ain't the same

I'm sippin Hi Tek

I gotta lil bitch on the plane

Finna fly west

Dope boy in the trap

I Gotta Digest

He whippin the Pyrex

This how we move

This how we ride

Inside that coupe

I hit like 85

Got 40 on me

That supersize

Ya I really like cheese

I gotta get mine

Pull up

Scurt

In that I8

Pull-up

Scurt Scurt

I got racks in that I8

I pull up with that Tommy on me

I'm gon hit that drum

I swear that it ain't non

I'm inside that coupe

I'm up to sum

What the fuu

Super charged V8

Call it black mamba

Saks fifth with the mob

I spent all hunnids

All I ever want is money

But don't call me greedy

If I say I keep that

(Mouths gun sound)

Than you better believe me

Got yo bitch in the pent house suite

She don't wanna leave me

Crunkstars we living life

With no rules

We telling you

What the fuu

This how we move

This how we ride

Inside that coupe

I hit like 85

Got 40 on me

That supersize

Ya I really like cheese

I gotta get mine

Pull up

Scurt

In that I8

Pull-up

Scurt Scurt

I got racks in that I8

I pull up with that Tommy on me

I'm gon hit that drum

I swear that it ain't non

I'm inside that coupe

I'm up to sum