"Gran Turismo" lyrics

Straight from out the side of the water
With bridges, bitches, and potent weed
Sixty-four Impala draped up in candy
Crawling centipede

You know this pimpin' ain't for free
I gotta charge a fee
All about my hundreds
Fifty nickels down to my P's

Sippin' my St. Ides
Look out for one time
They always tryna break my nuts
And take everything that is mine

Bitches, there's a fine line
Don't pay me no mind
But make sure that you pay me
All my paper whenever I come 'round

One thang on my mind
That's making money
Came a long way from my days
Of being broke and bummy

You acting funny
When a playa pulls up to the scene
Pocket watching
Best get on your knees and start to suck me clean

One thang on my mind
That's making money
Came a long way from my days
Of being broke and bummy

You acting funny
When a playa pulls up to the scene
Pocket watching
Best get on your knees and start to suck me clean

Two-stepping to the muthafucking bank
Shoulder shrugging all these bitches
Who want love but know they can't
'Cause, uh, love ain't free

And I need APs
Some candy all on my Chevy
Some Daytons, a new TV, huh

Swangin' my Fifty up and down
All through the boulevard
Moving like I'm Michael Knight
Call me Lil Rami Hasselhoff

Breaking these bitches
Counting digits
Pulling suckas' cards
Making money shake
And running routes, peeling out the garage

One thang on my mind
That's making money
Came a long way from my days
Of being broke and bummy

You acting funny
When a playa pulls up to the scene
Pocket watching
Best get on your knees and start to suck me clean

One thang on my mind
That's making money
Came a long way from my days
Of being broke and bummy

You acting funny
When a playa pulls up to the scene
Pocket watching
Best get on your knees and start to suck me clean