SRT ft. Daveinthebuildin Lyrics

D-Daveinthebuildin

SRT

SRT, yeah

SRT, yuh

In a SRT, yeah

SRT, hold up

In a SRT, yeah

In a SRT, hold up

Let's get it

Crank this shit up to the top

Don't care 'bout that girl, she a opp

And I'm going too fast I can't stop (Woah)

And I promise that I won't flop (No)

In the SRT I drop the top (Top)

In the whip take me right to the clouds

She got me doing the dash on the cops (Woah)

Niggas be tracking me down like a hound, woah

And I keep the cash in the stash (Yeah)

I'm throwing dots feeling like Steve Nash

I'm doing donuts I hope I don't crash (Shhh)

He want a promo, boy send me the cash, woah woah

Did it all by myself, solo (Yeah)

Got to watch for my health, slo-mo

Free my dawg out the cell, Todo

And I'm giving them hell, oh no (Oh no)

Look at her face, I got her smiling

Stay in yo place, don't get to whylin'

I'm outta state, I'm in the islands

Girl it's Ok, open yo eyelids (Open yo eye)

Taking that bitch to the beach, to the private (Let's go)

She wanna touch all on me, on my private (Woah, woah)

And he wanna tell on me, keep quiet (Shh)

Took that girl to Tennessee, we trying

Even though you can't be me, keep trying

Sike naw (Sike naw)

Run from the cops in the mall, huh (Whoa)

Me and my niggas gon' ball, huh (Gon ball)

My phone ringing, won't answer that call, huh (Hello?)

Fuck around text her back like tomorrow (Woah)

Never-mind that bitch ain't worth my while (Woah)

She was acting so weird I said "wow" (Wow)

Fuck around have me throw in the towel (Towel)

New Versace that shit ain't my style (Oh nah)

Hop in that SRT that's my style (My style)

Can't keep up with my shit, lost my files

Cra-crank this shit up to the top

Don't care 'bout that girl, she a opp

And I'm going too fast I can't stop (Woah)

And I promise that I won't flop (No)

In the SRT I drop the top (Top)

In the whip take me right to the clouds

She got me doing the dash on the cops (Woah)

Niggas be tracking me down like a hound, woah

And I keep the cash in the stash (Yeah)

I'm throwing dots feeling like Steve Nash

I'm doing donuts I hope I don't crash (Shhh)

He want a promo, boy send me the cash, woah woah

Did it all by myself, solo (Yeah)

Got to watch for my health, slo-mo

Free my dawg out the cell, Todo

And I'm giving them hell, oh no (Oh no)