Текст песни Sittin In The Car - McGeorge.YNL

You waste (yeah)
You wanna ball
Outside my face (yeah)
No need to crawl

Praises to the Lord
I'm on my way
Sitting in the car
I'm on my way

You wanna waste (yeah)
You wanna ball
Outside my face (yeah)
No need to crawl

Praises to the Lord
I'm on my way
Sitting in the car
I'm on my way

Changing a thousand times
You shouldn't fall into fake paradises
Never roll your pair of dices
You'll hit the wall
It's cold like ices

She don't fuck with me
She fucking with the cash
If it wasn't gon be a kid
I could fuck her then I dash
If the cops tryna pull up on me
They will never see the stash
Keep it real
Everybody telling me
A young nigga really coming up next

Me me me me
I'ma make you wet
Should I leave it on
Or you want me as silhouette?
Wanna celebrate
We'll be throwing parties like a Bachelorette
Don't wanna die in no pain
I've been positive
Can't you connect?

You waste (yeah)
You wanna ball
Outside my face (yeah)
No need to crawl

Praises to the Lord
I'm on my way
Sitting in the car
I'm on my way

You waste (yeah)
You wanna ball
Outside my face (yeah)
No need to crawl

Praises to the Lord
I'm on my way
Sitting in the car
I'm on my way

You moving smoove
How you want
You wanna go out at night
We goin far, fucking right
Depending on the guap
Depending on the luck

You know wassup
You act like all efforts ain't enough
But it's cool
I'm used to this cause life is hard
Been through hell and back
Some shit gon leave you scarred
Leave you scarred

You wanna waste (yeah)
You wanna ball
Outside my face (yeah)
No need to crawl

Praises to the Lord
I'm on my way
Sitting in the car
I'm on my way

You wanna waste (yeah)
You wanna ball
Outside my face (yeah)
No need to crawl

Praises to the Lord
I'm on my way
Sitting in the car
I'm on my way

I cannot lose
Oh my, these Avenues
Living in the sky
High altitudes
Tell me you can fly
Or I'll get mad at you

Ain't came for love, aye
You know sup
Did it for the love of rappin my passion
I wonder if it's above
Yeah that's in heaven
And I'm tryna meet Jesus
Big bro wassup
Big bro wassup

Tryna tell grandad
I'm sorry for things that did
Wanna see my grandparents
From mamma's side
I mean I could only wish I see em
I just wanna greet em

Singing with my heart
Turn it into art
Did it at a large
My tape is a collage

Sitting in the car
Ride in the car
Sitting in the car
I'm the car