CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Secret service +
Sevens.exe:
In The Parking, In the Parking, In The Parking Lot
Counting Guap, Counting Guap, Counting Guap, Yeah we count alot
These n***as talk, N***as talk, N***as talk, Yeah they talk alot
They love to cap, love to cap, yeah they cap alot
Uhhh none of yall can phase me
Uhhh you cannot replace me
I-I-I-I be on the highway on the interstate
And we be kicking sh*t in the A
Im space ranger going up to space
You just wanna see my demise
I can see through all your lies
And im looking for these opp ispy
Po-Po-Po-Po-Po-Popped a percky
And the plugs at my door looks like hes 30
In my lane n***a why you even swerving
On this planet no i ain't got no purpose
Love note to my death in the cursive
And i gotta hide this pain with some curtains
And i gotta choppa it sing like Kurtains
Im toting on the heat like a furnace
Tap in if you really want my service
Yeah with no purpose
You a clown you belong to the circus
Please dont talk to me im introverted
And im cutting n***as off like a circuit
My lifes a movie and i dont wanna reverse it
And i got bad broads that look like nurses
And i got a plug yeah his names curtis
Where you sevens asking if you ever heard this?
On the beat and i just really murked it
In the dark yeah where im lurking
Invader zim yeah i became a urkin
Yeah yeah thats for certain
You dont even know what you learning
And your never ever gonna scratch the surface
In The Parking, In the Parking, In The Parking Lot
Counting Guap, Counting Guap, Counting Guap, Yeah we count alot
These n***as talk, N***as talk, N***as talk, Yeah they talk alot
They love to cap, love to cap, yeah they cap alot
Uhhh none of yall can phase me
Uhhh you cannot replace me
I-I-I-I be on the highway on the interstate
And we be kicking sh*t in the A
Im space ranger going up to space
You just wanna see my demise
I can see through all your lies
And im looking for these opp ispy
Po-Po-Po-Po-Po-Popped a percky
And the plugs at my door looks like hes 30
In my lane n***a why you even swerving
On this planet no i ain't got no purpose
Love note to my death in the cursive
And i gotta hide this pain with some curtains
And i gotta choppa it sing like Kurtains
Im toting on the heat like a furnace
Tap in if you really want my service
Yeah with no purpose
You a clown you belong to the circus
Please dont talk to me im introverted
And im cutting n***as off like a circuit
My lifes a movie and i dont wanna reverse it
And i got bad broads that look like nurses
And i got a plug yeah his names curtis
Where you sevens asking if you ever heard this?
On the beat and i just really murked it
In the dark yeah where im lurking
Invader zim yeah i became a urkin
Yeah yeah thats for certain
You dont even know what you learning
And your never ever gonna scratch the surface
