Sexyy Red and Lil Durk - Hellcats SRTs 2

(Young Rari)
Yoom, yoom
It's Sexyy
Yeah
Bad bitches, we like fast cars
We like niggas that sell drugs with fast cars (skrrt, skrrt)

Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me
Drive the car fast, do the dash, it make my coochie leak
Real bad bitch sittin' pretty, thousand for the weave
Fingernails exotic, gotta look cute when I'm smokin' weed
Trackhawk, say he wanna eat it, put that shit in park (skrrt)
Bend it over, I'm from St. Louis, say he like my arch
Tell that nigga cash out for a whip if he want my heart
Playin' with my coochie while he drive, we on our way to Mars (yeah, man what?)

Fifty-fifty, split my bill with who? Don't play with my lil' bitch (no)
I got booster bitches, don't steal Amiri, they keep a Nike Tech (go, go)
Glo ain't link with Doodie, but I know Sexyy want one night with Threat (Sexxy, Sexxy)
Want me to eat her coochie, but I ain't no goofy, I can't go for that (let's get it)
C-H-I-C-A-G-O, go, bitch we from the 'Raq (grrah, grrah)
Smoke before we fuck in the hotel, got my deposit snatched (bitch)
Nah, this ain't no Scat, or no Cat, bitch, this just a Track' (skrrt, skrrt)
Suck it while I'm drivin' (go), wig fall, I just hold it back (go, go)
Can't be seen when I pull up, I fucked your friend, her shiesty ass (her shiesty ass)
Vanish mode, I did that for a reason, he gon' beat her ass (he gon' beat her ass)
Leave in the middle of sex, I grab my scale with my lil' Libra ass (go)
I know your kids fans, but if you play it, I'm down to beat your ass (yeah, yeah, man-)

Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me (yoom)
Drive the car fast, do the dash, it make my coochie leak
Real bad bitch sittin' pretty, thousand for the weave
Fingernails exotic, gotta look cute when I'm smokin' weed
Trackhawk, say he wanna eat it, put that shit in park (skrrt)
Bend it over, I'm from St. Louis, say he like my arch
Tell that nigga cash out for a whip if he want my heart
Playin' with my coochie while he drive, we on our way to Mars

You drunk? You swervin', I'm Sexyy, so he nervous
Bussin' hooks with my nigga in a foreign, servin' (yoom)
R-Real bad bitch, ain't nothin' average, that's for certain
He used to can't handle Big Sexyy, but he learnin'
B-Bounce my ass in traffic, you in a hooptie, ho, you lackin'
Pull up in somethin' fast, you know I bring out all the ratchets
D-Drive the Hellcat with no license, I'm a savage
He used to fuck with lames now he fuckin' with the baddest (Sexyy)

Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me
Drive the car fast, do the dash, it make my coochie leak
Real bad bitch sittin' pretty, thousand for the weave
Fingernails exotic, gotta look cute when I'm smokin' weed
Trackhawk, say he wanna eat it, put that shit in park (skrrt)
Bend it over, I'm from St. Louis, say he like my arch
Tell that nigga cash out for a whip if he want my heart
Playin' with my coochie while he drive, we on our way to Mars

Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me (yoom)
Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me (yoom)
Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me (yoom)
Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come and nut in me
Yoom, we out

Written by:
Ernest Jr. Day, Izaiah McIntosh, Janae Nierah Wherry

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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