Kenneth Cloud - E92 335is Rap Lyrics

Put your fish ass in the frying pan
What you saying man
Put your face to the griddle like a spray tan
With my insane clan
We be riding through your hood
With your clip in hand
Don't approach me man
Plans to be known as five felony
Grand larceny, murder, extortion, and armed robbery
And kidnap your girl
Set her up with some sticks and we dip
Go rob your momma
And extort your barber
Picked up a couple drugs
Probably molly later on
For the party at your house duct taped tot he couch
Aye

Pull out in my e92
Don't f*ck with me man my bitch brand new
Pull up and you know what to do
Put in third watch a nigga gap you
E85 with a JB4 tune
Pushing 450 to the wheels vroom vroom
That anti-lag nigga
Coming real soon
2-step in the hood
With my goon

No camber and my bitch low
Coil overs and my turns tight
Like the tire round the black rim
That blue be the almighty trim

Pull out in my e92
Don't mess with me man my bitch brand new
Mess around
Might spool it in two
All you hear is
When a brother pass you

I-S on the back
Nigga with a cat-back
Hear me from round the block
These cops stay lurking on me I don't blame em
Flaming at red lights
Pulling on every STI in sight
Gapping M3 niggas all night
Woo
My car is not slow
Plus it ain't got not drone
Yo momma call me on the phone
How can i afford a car that's so dro
I sell drugs ain't noting too it
All them boujee girls
Man they love when I spool it
Take em out to the crib
This is how I live
Angus beef all in the ribs
Now that's a way to live
Happy laughing
Always relaxing
Chillin with my villains
Foreign cars
Foreign girl
Twirl L's in the back of the coupe
But not my E92
Motha f*cka I will kill you