Bmw Is Haram

[Verse 1]
They say that boy Vico living must have cheat codes
Riding dirty dodging all the agents in street clothes
Snake friends coming up had to delete those
The Gemballa came refitted with three phones
Born with a plan got the bag and went beast mode
Them Arab boys clean brabus blades on three spokes
Remember days had to move weight just to keep a float
Rather see me drown had to brabus the speed boats
Big body Benz, VVS made my bitch change
Johnny Dang flooded every piece but my wrist plain
KS the kit had 2 wide body my whip frame
Hit my Abu Dhabi plug homie got 6 names
Weaving thru traffic in the Evo I don't feel a thang
Can't slow me down got goals to still attain
Clarion towers the bomber by Phillipp Plein
Certified dope you can smell it thru the cellophane

[Chorus]
My car stands out bitch I ain't trying to fit in
Euro spec AMG's look how it's sitting
You pulling up in stock cars boy that ain't kitted, are you kidding?
My car stands out bitch I ain't trying to fit in
It's death to the purist my Benz's all kited
The Beamers is forbidden, I told her, are you kidding? Bitch tripping

[Verse 2]
All my money clean like it came out the laundromat
Counting all these bundles cash how you gonna launder that?
Boy relax still buying Benz's with duffel bags
Funds keep doubling woke up in my boca flat
Living in a tropical oasis
No whip is basic
ABC kitted, three piece machined faces
Styling garage built the '88 space ship
Brabus with the vents in the hood for ventilation
I like my life pretty these Mercs just decorations
Living audacious foreign car chases
Ring my plug up like al salam 3alaykom
Every play is flagrant
Clusters with Arabic dials for motivation
Rollies with the Arabic dials and all the papers
Bulletproof limousine type of conversations
They can never fade Patina the corporation

[Chorus]
My car stands out bitch I ain't trying to fit in
Euro spec AMG's look how it's sitting
You pulling up in stock cars boy that ain't kitted, are you kidding?
My car stands out bitch I ain't trying to fit in
It's death to the purist my Benz's all kited
The Beamers is forbidden, I told her, are you kidding? Bitch tripping