Molly Santana - Windows Up Lyrics

Whoa, whoa
Whoa
Whoa

They turnin' on me
Droppin' them bags, I'm doin' my deeds (yeah, yeah)
Five hunnid a P, you stay on my trail, you get wacked like some weeds (uh, uh)
Hunnid K for the feat, but it's no guarantee that I hop on the beat (hop on the beat)
You can't sell me no dream
I've been juggin', finessin' since I was a teen (yeah)
Can't sell me shit
Ever since I was born been wavy like water (been wavy like)
Head straight to the store, I'm ballin', no court, I do it for sport (whoa)
Been gettin' it in, scorin' them wins, freein' my sins (yeah)
It don't get deeper than this, he sendin' a diss, he could get lit (whoa)

So I say it like this, you can never, ever hit this lick (whoa)
You could never, ever, be this bitch
But certainly, you could be my kid (my kid)
Run on my trail, baby, you might trip
Stealing my sound, baby, you get skipped
I ain't no flop, baby, you get flipped
Foldin' like paper, yeah, you get ripped (ripped)

Ridin' in a big black truck, got all my windows up (whoa)
Ain't tryna see no one, I try blow the speakers up (whoa)
Ain't tryna be your crush, don't call me when you need someone (whoa)
They stuck on the bleachers, I tell that bitch, "Go be someone" (be someone)

They turnin' on me
Droppin' them bags, I'm doin' my deeds (yeah, yeah)
Five hunnid a P, stay on my trail, you get wacked like some weeds (uh, uh)
Hunnid K for the feat, but it's no guarantee that I hop on the beat (hop on the beat)
You can't sell me no dream
I've been jugging, finessin' since I was a teen (yeah)
Can't sell me shit
Ever since I was born been wavy like water
Head straight to the store, I'm ballin', no court, I do it for sport (whoa)
Been gettin' it in, scorin' them wins, freein' my sins (yeah)
It don't get deeper than this, he sendin' a diss, he could get lit (whoa)

Ridin' in a big black truck, got all my windows up (whoa)
Ain't tryna see no one, I try blow the speakers up (whoa)
Ain't tryna be your crush, don't call me when you need someone (whoa)
They stuck on the bleachers, I tell that bitch, "Go be someone" (be someone)

(They turnin' on me)
(I'm doin' my deeds)
(Hop on the beat)
(Can't sell me no dream)
(Since I was a teen)