Milan Khera, Brandon Davis - Dealership Lyrics

The way that I'm walking they curious
Did that boy just win the lotto?
Fast in that whip like it's furious
Swerving like GT Auto
Riding 'round screaming that FDB
That is my Motto
And I be twitching like TTV
Hyper than Donda
All of my sons start to ball like KD now I'm feeling like Wanda
Barely got time just Ponder
Money just waiting to launder
You could stop judging your honor
Why would I lie and then that you that I'm in the hills if I'm out on the road
I just got off of the plane and she tellin" me baby can you just come home
Money don't mean a thing I just wanna go buy a new crib out in Rome
You do not think that I'll make I just wanna say that you should watch your tone
Numbers keep going our way
We doin' 100 times minimum wage
I had to pave my own way
Please do not tell me that you feel the pain
Keep talking I'm looking up to the ceiling
Like I'm in my feelings
I made me a million
I'll stop you right there I don't need your opinion
I really got feelings
I really got feelings
Back in season its a wrap
I got island sittin' all on my lap
Back in season its a wrap
I got island sittin' all on my lap
I'm on my own riding
Just called my mom and I told her I'm fine
You ready now but I need about five
Roll up the windows just hop out the ride
I'm on my own riding
Just called my mom and I told her I'm fine
You ready now but I need about five
Roll up the windows just hop out the ride
I'm on my own riding
Just called my mom and I told her I'm fine
You ready now but I need about five
Roll up the windows just hop out the ride
I'm on my own riding
Just called my mom and I told her I'm fine
You ready now but I need about five
Roll up the windows just hop out the ride
Yeah
Yeah
Yeahh
Yeah
Based on the shit that she telling me
I could tell that she be feelin' me
Cut her right off like the Guillotine
Then I reach in my artillery
I'm on the way to the dealership three digits under my dash
I'm on the way to your mama's crib thinking she making my bed
Yeah
I think I'm sinking in meds
I just see whole lotta red
Key never under the mat
They gotta think a little harder than that
Shawty just ran into one of my slatts
I told her him I gave him the pass
Windows they tinted like black
Cuz shootas be hitting my glass
Stuck on my ass
Behind my back
I told 'em behave
Fingers be tracing the days 'til I'm engraved
I made a wave
Really the fuck can I say?
None of this shit gonna change
Carry my weight
And hope that it pay a hunnid times minimum wage
Ok yeah
One eye like monocle they steady hawking my chronicles
Getting ironical
Yeah
How did he just make a song?
I just saw him on the honor roll
My bitches they getting along
I'm mixing all their hair follicles
Why she keep calling my phone?
Told her please stop calling me
Yeah
You're bothering me
I just wanna be alone
You're bothering me
I just wanna be at home
I'm with my dawg but he's never in a cone
I'm with my dawg but he's never in a cone
I'm with my dawg but he's never in a cone

The way that I'm walking they curious
Did that boy just win the lotto?
Fast in that whip like it's furious
Swerving like GT Auto
Riding 'round screaming that FDB
That is my Motto
And I be twitching like TTV
Hyper than Donda
All of my sons start to ball like KD now I'm feeling like Wanda
Barely got time just Ponder
Money just waiting to launder
You could stop judging your honor
Why would I lie and then that you that I'm in the hills if I'm out on the road
I just got off of the plane and she tellin" me baby can you just come home
Money don't mean a thing I just wanna go buy a new crib out in Rome
You do not think that I'll make I just wanna say that you should watch your tone
Numbers keep going our way
We doin' 100 times minimum wage
I had to pave my own way
Please do not tell me that you feel the pain
Keep talking I'm looking up to the ceiling
Like I'm in my feelings
I made me a million
I'll stop you right there I don't need your opinion
I really got feelings
I really got feelings
Back in season its a wrap
I got island sittin' all on my lap
Back in season its a wrap
I got island sittin' all on my lap
I'm on my own riding
Just called my mom and I told her I'm fine
You ready now but I need about five
Roll up the windows just hop out the ride
I'm on my own riding
Just called my mom and I told her I'm fine
You ready now but I need about five
Roll up the windows just hop out the ride
I'm on my own riding
Just called my mom and I told her I'm fine
You ready now but I need about five
Roll up the windows just hop out the ride
I'm on my own riding
Just called my mom and I told her I'm fine
You ready now but I need about five
Roll up the windows just hop out the ride
Yeah
Yeah
Yeahh
Yeah
Based on the shit that she telling me
I could tell that she be feelin' me
Cut her right off like the Guillotine
Then I reach in my artillery
I'm on the way to the dealership three digits under my dash
I'm on the way to your mama's crib thinking she making my bed
Yeah
I think I'm sinking in meds
I just see whole lotta red
Key never under the mat
They gotta think a little harder than that
Shawty just ran into one of my slatts
I told her him I gave him the pass
Windows they tinted like black
Cuz shootas be hitting my glass
Stuck on my ass
Behind my back
I told 'em behave
Fingers be tracing the days 'til I'm engraved
I made a wave
Really the fuck can I say?
None of this shit gonna change
Carry my weight
And hope that it pay a hunnid times minimum wage
Ok yeah
One eye like monocle they steady hawking my chronicles
Getting ironical
Yeah
How did he just make a song?
I just saw him on the honor roll
My bitches they getting along
I'm mixing all their hair follicles
Why she keep calling my phone?
Told her please stop calling me
Yeah
You're bothering me
I just wanna be alone
You're bothering me
I just wanna be at home
I'm with my dawg but he's never in a cone
I'm with my dawg but he's never in a cone
I'm with my dawg but he's never in a cone