text: My car, it got two seats
  Red lines on the blue seats
  My car, it got two seats
  Red lines on the blue—
  Yeah, these haters cant move me 
  These niggas cant move me 
  Say Im fallin off, um, please have two seats
  My pockets got blue cheese, my whip smell like blue cheese
  My car, it got two seats
  Red lines on the blue seats
  Your girlfriend wan chose me, my new girl in movies
  I heard you were smashing that, when she called you Uzi
  You know she my groupie, super scared to lose me
  These haters cant move me 
  These niggas cant move me 
  You think youre important, that I understand
  You think youre important, that I understand 
  Drivin in that foreign, you dont understand , yeah
  Yeah, I be smokin that gas, move round with contraband 
  Yeah, drivin that whip so fast, girl on my side be tanned 
  Yeah, you know its Mr. Hit-That, dont care if you got a man
  Cooler than a fan, Mr. Pop-A-Rubber-Band
  Hundreds in his hand 
  Thats what she be sayin when she talkin to her friends
  But Im just assumin, she speak French cause she in France 
  Diamond on my left hand could pay four months of your rent
  Diamond on my right hand look like left hand so they twins
  Diamond on my right hand could pay four months of your Benz
  Yeah, cousin in the kitchen whippin chickens and them hens
  Yeah, I stay with bad bitches, trade them sixes for them tens
  I dont fuck with niggas cause these niggas aint your friends
  Yeah, these haters cant move me 
  These niggas cant move me 
  Say Im fallin off, um, please have two seats
  My pockets got blue cheese, my whip smell like blue cheese
  My car, it got two seats
  Red lines on the blue seats
  Your bitch she wan chose me, my new girl like Loub Vs
  I heard you were smashing that, when she called you Uzi
  You know she my groupie, super scared to lose me
  These haters cant move me 
  These niggas cant move me 
  My car, it got two seats
  Red lines on the blue seats
  My car, it got two seats
  Red lines on the blue seats