In Da Car Lyrics[Intro: OGD]
Spankito
4PLAY, yeah
Diztortion
[Verse 1: OGD]
Exercise yard with the barb wire (Woosh)
Stare through your soul, but I'm a calm fella (Muh)
Slide over there like cha-cha (Skrr)
Broski done the dirt then flew Mecca (Muh)
How you leave your Bruce like Kris Jenner?
Yeah, take a left no indicator (No)
Point a man out with my index finger
[?]
[Chorus: OGD]
In the car, smokin' Indica
Everyday choose me, but you ain't my nigga (Fuck off)
Baby, it's a secret, take you off your Nikkah
Baby, it's a secret, take you off your Nikkah (Woosh)
I know my guy will do it for a Louis sweater (Muh)
Slide through a man's chimney like Santa (Baow)
I know my guy will do it for a Louis sweater (Muh)
Slide through a man's chimney like Santa (Baow)
[Verse 2: Kruddz]
Got the ball rollin', this be soccer (Football)
Broski leave you red like Pogba (Man U)
Excellent finish, that be Drogba (Chelsea)
The shotty, [?] ti se ko ka
Like Abz said, "Devilish drip" (Uh-huh)
Broski does devilish things (Uh-huh)
Off the Wray', that's demon time (Huh)
She naughty, but the Jesus type (Them, mad)
[Verse 3: Mojo]
Got my money up, still livin' like a low-life
Different outfit on the same road side
When the guala he say, "Filha da puta"
From the guala, got the profit like computa'
I'm not gonna 'cause she hotter than Shito
When we were there, she wan' blow me like 'ookah
Make me wanna double tap it like Insta'
That's how bro double tappin' that Bunda
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In the car, smokin' Indica
Everyday choose me, but you ain't my nigga (Fuck off)
Baby, it's a secret, take you off your Nikkah
Baby, it's a secret, take you off your Nikkah (Woosh)
I know my guy will do it for a Louis sweater (Muh)
Slide through a man's chimney like Santa (Baow)
I know my guy will do it for a Louis sweater (Muh)
Slide through a man's chimney like Santa (Baow)
[Verse 4: MHD]
Eh, frère
Au début, c'est bien, après, c'est nul (Ouh)
Tellement d'concerts que maman me voyait plus
Mais c'est plus fort que moi, j'aime trop la plume
J'aime trop la rue, mais là-bas y a pas de thunes, wallah
Un flow de bâtard
À ceux qui crachent sur moi, une grosse patate
À ceux qui croient en moi, la gang moula, gang moula
Nouveau départ, j'remets le compteur à zéro
Elle dit qu'elle m'aime à la folie, elle connait pas mes défauts
Envie de tous les uer-t, mais y en a trop donc comment faire ?
Gros, j'vais tous les froisser
Wesh, l'équipe a besoin d'faire le premier roro sans les streams
J'suis rentré dans les lignes, j'suis sur l'red carpet
Épinglé chez Fratelli
Mauvais garçon dans mon verre
J'ai la gorge qui brûle, comme Winnie, j'suis plutôt miel
J'aime bien quand c'est brut, [?] quand j'passe au péage
Gamos de malade, tu crois qu'j'ai quel âge ?
On mangeait Zénith, t'avais même pas d'date ?
C'est un truc de malade
[Chorus: OGD]
In the car, smokin' Indica
Everyday choose me, but you ain't my nigga (Fuck off)
Baby, it's a secret, take you off your Nikkah
Baby, it's a secret, take you off your Nikkah (Woosh)
I know my guy will do it for a Louis sweater (Muh)
Slide through a man's chimney like Santa (Baow)
I know my guy will do it for a Louis sweater (Muh)
Slide through a man's chimney like Santa (Baow)
[Verse 5: Papii Abz]
Igbo la ni, o gbe mi de be
So high right now, fi mi sile
It's not easy, but we finesse
All my niggas, they the realest
She saw the key, she want romance in me
She love the drip, make her join instantly
Now she wanna know what cologne this is
Oh, probably Creed mixed with the weed
[Verse 6: Dope]
M-Way trips, yeah, I used to get carsick
But in the dance floor, Louis V carpet
Little one of mine, you can end up in a casket
Push to start it and I ain't gotta park it
Last night, I fucked Veronica, I gave her the good wood, but she's still my nigga
Smokin' my cannabis, [?] is a dealer
Don't offer me Henny, we sippin' Tequila
[Verse 7: Mxjib]
Alif, baa, taa, Nairobi girl, nakupenda
Kenyan fans, asante sana
All my area boys, asante sana
Do fuckery, but still pray to Allah
Who goes there? You no want wahala
If you check with me? You done check wahala
Said she love me, nakupenda
Asante sana
[Chorus: OGD]
In the car, smokin' Indica
Everyday choose me, but you ain't my nigga (Fuck off)
Baby, it's a secret, take you off your Nikkah
Baby, it's a secret, take you off your Nikkah (Woosh)
I know my guy will do it for a Louis sweater (Muh)
Slide through a man's chimney like Santa (Baow)
I know my guy will do it for a Louis sweater (Muh)
Slide through a man's chimney like Santa (Baow)1