Tommy Franco make it bang, though I said whole lotta, whole lotta Whole lotta, whole lotta Whole lotta, whole lotta Whole lotta bag talk Bullshit walk and cash talk SRT burn the asphalt Whole lotta, whole lotta Whole lotta bag talk Bullshit walk and cash talk SRT burn the asphalt SRT go vroom-vroom, hop out that scat That R.I.P got double D's, a hunnid shots on that Now watch how I go when I hit the gas Fuck the laws, I'ma lead 'em fast Ain't stoppin', two hundreds miles on the dash Ain't stoppin', two hundreds thousand in cash Who that is? Lost Them gone, won't fuck 'em at all She for you? Not at all Get the neck, I just want them jaws You trust 'em? Not at all Take a phone, tryna see who call It's a opp, knock 'em off Hit his head, watch the rest of 'em fall Whole lotta, whole lotta Whole lotta bag talk Bullshit walk and cash talk SRT burn the asphalt Whole lotta, whole lotta Whole lotta bag talk Bullshit walk and cash talk SRT burn the asphalt Now, we talking 'bout some money Big bag on me, all blues hundreds We ain't talking cash is nothing Blue faces Rolex got me stunned They say I'm crashing, nigga, fuck it Disrespect me, niggas coming This shit Cuban right here, flooded Catch a headshot if you touch it Knock his face off while he punched I ain't fighting, what the fuck? Swinging at me, dumb as fuck Catch a 410 out this judge Hit his head when he run up I'm the right one, he fucked up Big ol' Glock, it go fah, fah His shit get push back or knock off Whole lotta, whole lotta Whole lotta bag talk Bullshit walk and cash talk SRT burn the asphalt Whole lotta, whole lotta Whole lotta bag talk Bullshit walk and cash talk SRT burn the asphalt