Текст песни Cyber Truck - CR2 RUNITUP

I gotta tell brodie to chill
He swinging ah big ass chop out ah cyber truck
Spin yo block with 4 to 5 clippers
Like we in this bitch tryn line u up
The niggas im with do not give ah fuck
Im riding with lunatics
Minds corrupted
Blrrrr
Fa fa fa fa Fahhh
That's the sound that it make when they fying u up
pow
get down
get down
We in somebody basement tying em up
All of my opps be broke as fuck
Need to hang it up
They keep trying fa what
We in traffic with hella trucks
With hella bucks
Dont Give ah fuck
Cyber trucks after cyber trucks
Like we got this bitch from Elon Musk

Most of the opps
They broke as fuck
Can't sit with me
Let's line em up
Got 2 glocks up
With switch on the back
When we start throwing
You better duck
Know 2 opps dead
They was talking shit
Got lined up DT
Now they runtz
Got 2 racks in my hand
I'll put this shit on yo head
And now you dust
Aye
Im boss man
Still post on the nu
Thats my land
Say you spin why u not in the car then
Niggas talk so much
Dont spin on my end
Opps talk bout they block
But its dry like sand
Micro drac make ah nigga back bend
Opps aint outside
I be standing on 10
They be wondering
How I be getting them racks in
Them Choppas blam
We fying em up
Them switches blowin
he dying or what
Im mean
I cant be kind fa nun
When I sign me ah deal
Bitch I'm buying the buttons
Nigga you stuck in the past or what
Yo homie just died
You aint blast or nun
See me Im chasing that fast lil money
Nigga you sitting on yo ass lil buddy
I do this shit fa duke
Cause he had told me
My last tape wasn't even shit
I'm like 6 6
I coulda played fa the knicks
But I'm ina stu making these hits
The difference between me and you
You drop shit fa shit
And I'm dropping shit to get rich
Im tryna take niggas bitch
So I pop out with ah all black fit
To match my ricks
Im rocking Dolce Gabbana and Pradas
With ah big ass choppa
To match my kicks
Look at drip
It look like I'm always mad
Bitch I'm bussin fit afta fit
Look at my chains ⛓️