Taylr Woods - McLaren Lyrics

Ain't shit changed
But the clothes I'm wearing
Speed off in a new McLaren
Bad ass bitch
And she keep on staring
Big bands I'm rich no sharing
Ima keep running this shit
Like errands
In love with the Guap
Like marriage
Can't love these hoes
No caring
If these niggas want smoke
I'll air it
Ain't shit changed
But the clothes I'm wearing
Speed off in a new McLaren
Bad ass bitch
And she keep on staring
Big bands I'm rich no sharing
Ima keep running this shit
Like errands
In love with the Guap
Like marriage
Can't love these hoes
No caring
If these niggas want smoke
I'll air it
Bitch I keep them racks on me
So clean in fresh white tee
I'm toting that glock red beam
Fuck these niggas they ain't finna get me
I'm getting that bag that cream
That bread that cheddar that cheese
Anyway you put it that's me
Ima get rich put on for my team
Yeah
Mama ain't raise no bitch
These niggas be fake they switch
Hit the road take a hike like hitch
That nigga gone fold I know he a snitch
Put his ass in the dirt like ditch
I'm bout my money like Mitch
He mad cause I'm fucking his bitch
She topped me up in the back of his whip
Yeah
Ten toes down bitch I won't fold
Yeah
I've been getting these racks, pesos
Yeah
Ain't show me no love when I was broke
Yeah
I ain't worried bout y'all I'm getting these O's
Ain't shit changed
But the clothes I'm wearing
Speed off in a new McLaren
Bad ass bitch
And she keep on staring
Big bands I'm rich no sharing
Ima keep running this shit
Like errands
In love with the Guap
Like marriage
Can't love these hoes
No caring
If these niggas want smoke
I'll air it
Ain't shit changed
But the clothes I'm wearing
Speed off in a new McLaren
Bad ass bitch
And she keep on staring
Big bands I'm rich no sharing
Ima keep running this shit
Like errands
In love with the Guap
Like marriage
Can't love these hoes
No caring
If these niggas want smoke
I'll air it

Ain't shit changed
But the clothes I'm wearing
Speed off in a new McLaren
Bad ass bitch
And she keep on staring
Big bands I'm rich no sharing
Ima keep running this shit
Like errands
In love with the Guap
Like marriage
Can't love these hoes
No caring
If these niggas want smoke
I'll air it
Ain't shit changed
But the clothes I'm wearing
Speed off in a new McLaren
Bad ass bitch
And she keep on staring
Big bands I'm rich no sharing
Ima keep running this shit
Like errands
In love with the Guap
Like marriage
Can't love these hoes
No caring
If these niggas want smoke
I'll air it
Bitch I keep them racks on me
So clean in fresh white tee
I'm toting that glock red beam
Fuck these niggas they ain't finna get me
I'm getting that bag that cream
That bread that cheddar that cheese
Anyway you put it that's me
Ima get rich put on for my team
Yeah
Mama ain't raise no bitch
These niggas be fake they switch
Hit the road take a hike like hitch
That nigga gone fold I know he a snitch
Put his ass in the dirt like ditch
I'm bout my money like Mitch
He mad cause I'm fucking his bitch
She topped me up in the back of his whip
Yeah
Ten toes down bitch I won't fold
Yeah
I've been getting these racks, pesos
Yeah
Ain't show me no love when I was broke
Yeah
I ain't worried bout y'all I'm getting these O's
Ain't shit changed
But the clothes I'm wearing
Speed off in a new McLaren
Bad ass bitch
And she keep on staring
Big bands I'm rich no sharing
Ima keep running this shit
Like errands
In love with the Guap
Like marriage
Can't love these hoes
No caring
If these niggas want smoke
I'll air it
Ain't shit changed
But the clothes I'm wearing
Speed off in a new McLaren
Bad ass bitch
And she keep on staring
Big bands I'm rich no sharing
Ima keep running this shit
Like errands
In love with the Guap
Like marriage
Can't love these hoes
No caring
If these niggas want smoke
I'll air it