Uh-huh
Yea
We back We back We back
Yea
97 flow
Hit the road with this whip that i once stole rusted out smooth grip and the windows no tints
AC but the widows always down
Fishbowl when i look around
Ain't got kick, but it got us round
Never once did i frown in that whip
Parallel park cause i'm sick wit it
A lane split
Some nights i was on demon mode
Making money, fill the tank, and then i make some more
Paper chasing every dollar i can get my hands on
Damn son these people wanna get a ransom
I can only give a crayon
But like flex if you use it your set
If you break it your less
Cmon man
Second period was a spare
So i cut to the parking lot where teachers always cash a glare
I don't care
I'm driving off getting outta here
Across Brampton, grab a zip
By the end of the day i made it vanished
I'm a money man and they don't understand that i'm always gunna whip that
C-v
1997
Forest green
C-v
1997
Forest green
C-v
1997
Forest green
This the whip Vavó and Vavô gave me
Well not me but to my mom
And that car meant the world to us
It was like her third son
Was my first love
Was the first car i used to pick my girlfriend up
These is small steps
But big deals to a young buck
I ain't a bitch i made sure Andre was the first to sit
Pick him up, got to work, and after that get high as shit
The 97 is a timeless whip
Wish we never sold it
It was basically dead but i want at least one more drift
And one more cruise
One more night hot boxing and singing some blues
Bad days led to good night with the red LEDs in the c-v
On those dark night that i couldn't fall asleep
It was just me my music and the OG c-v
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English
Uh-huh
Yea
We back We back We back
Yea
97 flow
Hit the road with this whip that i once stole rusted out smooth grip and the windows no tints
AC but the widows always down
Fishbowl when i look around
Ain't got kick, but it got us round
Never once did i frown in that whip
Parallel park cause i'm sick wit it
A lane split
Some nights i was on demon mode
Making money, fill the tank, and then i make some more
Paper chasing every dollar i can get my hands on
Damn son these people wanna get a ransom
I can only give a crayon
But like flex if you use it your set
If you break it your less
Cmon man
Second period was a spare
So i cut to the parking lot where teachers always cash a glare
I don't care
I'm driving off getting outta here
Across Brampton, grab a zip
By the end of the day i made it vanished
I'm a money man and they don't understand that i'm always gunna whip that
C-v
1997
Forest green
C-v
1997
Forest green
C-v
1997
Forest green
This the whip Vavó and Vavô gave me
Well not me but to my mom
And that car meant the world to us
It was like her third son
Was my first love
Was the first car i used to pick my girlfriend up
These is small steps
But big deals to a young buck
I ain't a bitch i made sure Andre was the first to sit
Pick him up, got to work, and after that get high as shit
The 97 is a timeless whip
Wish we never sold it
It was basically dead but i want at least one more drift
And one more cruise
One more night hot boxing and singing some blues
Bad days led to good night with the red LEDs in the c-v
On those dark night that i couldn't fall asleep
It was just me my music and the OG c-v
Yea
We back We back We back
Yea
97 flow
Hit the road with this whip that i once stole rusted out smooth grip and the windows no tints
AC but the widows always down
Fishbowl when i look around
Ain't got kick, but it got us round
Never once did i frown in that whip
Parallel park cause i'm sick wit it
A lane split
Some nights i was on demon mode
Making money, fill the tank, and then i make some more
Paper chasing every dollar i can get my hands on
Damn son these people wanna get a ransom
I can only give a crayon
But like flex if you use it your set
If you break it your less
Cmon man
Second period was a spare
So i cut to the parking lot where teachers always cash a glare
I don't care
I'm driving off getting outta here
Across Brampton, grab a zip
By the end of the day i made it vanished
I'm a money man and they don't understand that i'm always gunna whip that
C-v
1997
Forest green
C-v
1997
Forest green
C-v
1997
Forest green
This the whip Vavó and Vavô gave me
Well not me but to my mom
And that car meant the world to us
It was like her third son
Was my first love
Was the first car i used to pick my girlfriend up
These is small steps
But big deals to a young buck
I ain't a bitch i made sure Andre was the first to sit
Pick him up, got to work, and after that get high as shit
The 97 is a timeless whip
Wish we never sold it
It was basically dead but i want at least one more drift
And one more cruise
One more night hot boxing and singing some blues
Bad days led to good night with the red LEDs in the c-v
On those dark night that i couldn't fall asleep
It was just me my music and the OG c-v
Writer: Noah Infante
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