LSG E

Yeah, Uh huh. Goddamnit, the remix. LSX, LS3, LS6, call me LSG. We gon' spin through these streets. Six point twos, five point threes. LSX, LS3, LS6, call me LSG. We gon' spin through these streets in a G-Body. That Malibu look good. LS3 with the scoop on the hood. Supercharged up, my shit clean, My shit run. No tint, you can see me Coming. We outside, thank God it's Sunday. K&N filters, QA1 level two suspension. Wilwood brakes, went down to the metal when I Took it to the paint. T-tops don't leak, I take 'em off and I'm Standing on the seat. Nigga, what's happening? I pull up and they pulling Out cameras. Lights dancing. My car clean, but bitch, I'm handsome. They wanna jump in, they wanna do one hundred Down to one ten. In the LS, horsepower, it feel like sex. LSX, LS3, LS6, call me LSG. We gon' spin through these streets. Six point twos, five point threes. LSX, LS3, LS6, call me LSG. We gon' spin through these streets In a G-Body. I'm a Maybach rider, had to put up the Ghost. Up three days straight in the same clothes. Might've lost hope, I ain't lost these hoes. Lost soul, outta control, follow me grow. Money over bitches, that was part of the oath. Fast niggas in the hood, I was destined to Blow. Outlaw, outlaw, bitch, I do numbers like it Was crack in the summer. Goddamnit, The Remix.