Lil Yen - Graffiti Gang Lyrics

When we pull up, bitch, it's a all-black Suburban, all-black Tahoe
When I hang out the sunroof, that's when I'ma score
She thought she was my bitch, you can't get a knot hoe
She say "Boy, you ain't shit" Bitch, I know
Goin' too fast, bitch, I can't even see them lanes
Can't see when I switch these lanes
Black on black in a Sport Range
He ain't on shit, man, he ain't even on a thing
We might tag you up, we Graffiti Gang
We Graffiti Gang, bitch, like paint we'll wet you up
You not my gang, might stretch you up
And you can't even hang, they might set you up
Fold you up, might flex you up
B22's on my feet
We watch you like a live stream
I gotta go, where is my key?
On the highway, (skrt) when I'm riding
On the highway, bitch, I'm flying
Turn on the beam if he hiding
Turn on the light, them high-beams
And we went on a goddamn mission just to find you like we hiking
Now we gotta stomp you out with these Timbs on like some vikings
When we pull up, bitch, it's a all-black Suburban, all-black Tahoe
When I hang out the sunroof, that's when I'ma score
She thought she was my bitch, you can't get a knot hoe
She say "Boy, you ain't shit" Bitch, I know
Goin' too fast, bitch, I can't even see them lanes
Can't see when I switch these lanes
Black on black in a Sport Range
He ain't on shit, man, he ain't even on a thing
We might tag you up, we Graffiti Gang

When we pull up, bitch, it's a all-black Suburban, all-black Tahoe
When I hang out the sunroof, that's when I'ma score
She thought she was my bitch, you can't get a knot hoe
She say "Boy, you ain't shit" Bitch, I know
Goin' too fast, bitch, I can't even see them lanes
Can't see when I switch these lanes
Black on black in a Sport Range
He ain't on shit, man, he ain't even on a thing
We might tag you up, we Graffiti Gang
We Graffiti Gang, bitch, like paint we'll wet you up
You not my gang, might stretch you up
And you can't even hang, they might set you up
Fold you up, might flex you up
B22's on my feet
We watch you like a live stream
I gotta go, where is my key?
On the highway, (skrt) when I'm riding
On the highway, bitch, I'm flying
Turn on the beam if he hiding
Turn on the light, them high-beams
And we went on a goddamn mission just to find you like we hiking
Now we gotta stomp you out with these Timbs on like some vikings
When we pull up, bitch, it's a all-black Suburban, all-black Tahoe
When I hang out the sunroof, that's when I'ma score
She thought she was my bitch, you can't get a knot hoe
She say "Boy, you ain't shit" Bitch, I know
Goin' too fast, bitch, I can't even see them lanes
Can't see when I switch these lanes
Black on black in a Sport Range
He ain't on shit, man, he ain't even on a thing
We might tag you up, we Graffiti Gang