2 Seater Songtext
von YBN Nahmir

Got it on Smash
Yeah, yeah (Go Grizz)
Haha, you already know
Hitmaka, yeah

Two-seater, ridin′ with your bitch (Ooh)
Butterfly doors on the Benz (Speeding)
Runnin' through bands, I′m rich (I'm rich)
Everything president tints
I'm on Ocean with a bad hoe
Top down, she got flew′d out
On the back seat with the extendo
Smokin′ indo with my jewels out


Two-seater, ridin' with your bitch (Woo)
Butterfly doors on the Benz (Ooh)
Runnin′ through bands, I'm rich
Everything president tints
I′m on Ocean with a bad hoe
Top down, she got flew'd out
On the back seat with the extendo (Yeah)
Smokin′ indo with my jewels out (Yeah)

One-twenty, I blew right by you, uh
I just told a bad bitch "Slide through" (Slide)
Two-seater, hop in, she can ride through
Whip the Ferrari through the Chick-fil-A drive-thru, uh
High as an Einstein IQ, yeah (I-I-IQ)
She gon' get my name as a tattoo (Tattoo)
No square shit, that's a taboo
Let′s do Nobu in Malibu

YBN, she skiin′
He tap out, put G in
Lil' bad bitch, Korean
Hop out my whip, European
On Broadway, like all day
Know I fuck with Nahmir, yeah, the long way
She just left my hotel
Did a clean walk of shame down the hallway (Hahahaha)


Money with the squad
Get money with the squad
Get money with the squad (Squad)
Put that on God, man, I stay on my job
It′s the young heartthrob, uh
Money with the squad
Get money with the squad
Get money with the squad (Get money)
Uh, put that on God, man, I stay on my job
It's the young heartthrob

Two-seater, ridin′ with your bitch (Ooh)
Butterfly doors on the Benz (Speeding)
Runnin' through bands, I′m rich (I'm rich)
Everything president tints
I'm on Ocean with a bad hoe
Top down, she got flew′d out
On the back seat with the extendo
Smokin′ indo with my jewels out

Two-seater, ridin' with your bitch (Woo)
Butterfly doors on the Benz (Ooh)
Runnin′ through bands, I'm rich
Everything president tints
I′m on Ocean with a bad hoe
Top down, she got flew'd out
On the back seat with the extendo (Yeah)
Smokin′ indo with my jewels out (Yeah)

Ridin' with a thick bitch wrist on big shit
Top down coupe with the stick shift
On your bitch wish-list
YBN big fist, shrimp-ass nigga, you a fish-stick
Smokin' pre-rolled with a bad hoe
Drop that zero, fuck with a hero
I′m on South beach on a jetski
Bitch tryna find me like Nemo

Bankrolls, all hundreds, yeah
That′s your bitch? I want her, yeah
If the bitch outta pocket, I shoot like a rocket
Hundred round drum on the stick, I'll pop ′em

Two-seater, ridin' with your bitch (Ooh)
Butterfly doors on the Benz (Speeding)
Runnin′ through bands, I'm rich (I′m rich)
Everything president tints
I'm on Ocean with a bad hoe
Top down, she got flew'd out
On the back seat with the extendo
Smokin′ indo with my jewels out

Two-seater, ridin′ with your bitch (Woo)
Butterfly doors on the Benz (Ooh)
Runnin' through bands, I′m rich
Everything president tints
I'm on Ocean with a bad hoe
Top down, she got flew′d out
On the back seat with the extendo (Woo, woo, woo)
Smokin' indo with my jewels out (Offset!)

Money with the gang but baguettes on her chain (Gang)
Mulsanne, the Range, or the coupe with no brain (Brain)
Clout on their name but they do this shit for fame (Clout)
Eat the candy cane and it got her neck sprained (Eat it)
I′m a pimp with the game with these diamonds on my ring (Pimp)
Let the gang hit her, we don't even know her name (Who?)
Mixed, Margiela with Alexander Wang (Mixed)
Countin' up the money ′til my thumb got sprained (Ah)

These niggas be cap, the money not the same (Cap)
Shawty ass fat, can I offer you a drink? (Fat)
There′s a nigga in the back, he don't talk, he insane (Shh)
Hit ′em with the flames and he droppin' the names (Drop)
Ooh, it′s a shame, she got curls in her frame (Ooh)
Hit her one time with your bitch and the gang (Hey)
Nigga takin' my drip, might as well take my name (Who?)
See these niggas plottin′ and they watchin', tryna hate (Plot)

Walkin' in the bank (Bank)
Take it out the bank (Bank)
My daughter is a saint (Saint)
No Limit with the tank (Tank)
Made a hundred bands (Bands)
Plus a hundred bands (Bands)
Plus another half a million
Do the Running Man (Bands)

Your baby momma ain′t nothin′
What you nutted in? (Nothin')
You want smoke (Ah, ah)
Got you stutterin′ (Ah, ah)
Hoppin' on a jet goin′ to the motherland (Jet)
Got another check then I did the Running Man (Check, shh)