Woah

New car very noisyCome through and it's roarin'Yeah, yeahYou know how I'm comingYou know how I'm comingBend her over, then I murk herCall Gunna if you want you a Birkin"Oh, Baby, you be lyin' in your versesI be hearin', say you buyin' 'em purses"I can't even lie, you ain't my typeYou ain't even all that fine in personI can guarantee you if you my kindShe got every bag you can imagineBig house, I can really be braggin'Hundred thousand in my mouth like, "What's happenin'?"Not the big cheap teeth, that's embarrasin'He ain't me, you can keep the comparisonsMy bitch probably one of the baddestGood girl, turned her into a savageDispatch, got a problem in trafficWe came through in matching G-WagensLowkey, I've been keeping it classyCould be really…