Yung Simmie - Splack lyrics

[Intro] [Hook] Riding In The Splack And You Know It's Black I'm sitting In The Back, I Gotta Hold The Mac I Can't Trust A Soul, Nobody Knows A n***a Might Slip, Im Bouta Let The Choppa Go(2x) [Verse 1: Yung Simmie] Looking Out The Window And I See No Competition He Probably In The Trunk If You Think That n***a Missing I Swerve On Dudes Who Be With All The Dissing I Cross Like Im Christian And Shoot Like A Piston Windows Tinted, Can't See Who In It Oh He With Women, She Brought Her Friend They Do They Dance, While I Drive With One Hand Sippin Kickstand, Little n***a And Im Trynna Get Big Bands I Been Klan, Simmie Got The Tools He The Handyman Sweet n***as Needa Go Back To Candyland Just Hit A Lick, Gloves On, I'm Gone And I'm All In My Zone n***a Past The Patrone [Hook] Riding In The Splack And You Know It's Black I'm sitting In The Back, I Gotta Hold The Mac I Can't Trust A Soul, Nobody Knows A n***a Might Slip, Im Bouta Let The Choppa Go(2x) [Verse 1: Yung Simmie] My n***a Call Me Up Just To Tell Me Where Its At I Had To Get Dressed, Man You Know That All Black This Music For The Riders You Can Pull Up Beside Us I Got My Feet Up, Cause The Women The Driver A Hunnid Miles Per Hour Speeding, Ducking The Law Open The Sun Roof, You Gone See Ima Star If Ya Girl In The Whip, Im Taking Her And The Car If Ya Girl In The Whip, Im Taking Her And The Car [Hook] Riding In The Splack And You Know It's Black I'm sitting In The Back, I Gotta Hold The Mac I Can't Trust A Soul, Nobody Knows A n***a Might Slip, Im Bouta Let The Choppa Go(2x)