text: Lyrics from Snippet
  Pull up in some  thats automatic
  Hit-hit-hit hit you with some shit that’s automatic
  All that hating must be bad for your spirit
  You hating bad Im getting a bag look in the mirror
  Thats why I’m where the money at
  Call me once and aint no coming back
  All these bitches wanna see me dead
  Thats why Im in a Porsche not a Pontiac