Cruising down the city street
Two bad bitches one me in the backseat
Whole club jumping got them sweating like an athlete
Racing to the money you would think it was a track meet
New ice what's the price what's the flavor
Bright colors jolly rancher lightsaber
Want me to save her but I'm not a caped crusader
Tombstone choke slam undertaker
Aye lil shawty
Show me what you're working with
Get naughty
Then go drop it to a split
Call me Roddy
Cause I'll put you in a pipers pit
Ain't no fakes round here
You know we legit
One phone call
Now you on the wall
Alley oop troop
Pass me the ball
Gang got a band of niggas
Instruments coming with triggers
Larger than life figures
Screensaver my picture
She wanna be famous not leaving me brainless I feel like my soul has just come up
Leaving you chainless go buy you a stainless we moving the Sheamus til sun up
You niggas are nameless you know that I'm tame less I'm coming with flames when I roll up
You niggas are gain less them comments are painless so twiddle your fingers and troll up
Came from the curbside
Live and it's worldwide
View from the birds eye
Finished my third pie
Ain't no catching us
We so far
Y'all just like the bus serving people with no car
Cruising down the city street
Two bad bitches one me in the backseat
Whole club jumping got them sweating like an athlete
Racing to the money you would think it was a track meet
New ice what's the price what's the flavor
Bright colors jolly rancher lightsaber
Want me to save her but I'm not a caped crusader
Tombstone choke slam undertaker
(Hollup hollup what you doing bruh?)
Cruising down the city street
Two bad bitches one me in the backseat
Whole club jumping got them sweating like an athlete
Racing to the money you would think it was a track meet
New ice what's the price what's the flavor
Bright colors jolly rancher lightsaber
Want me to save her but I'm not a caped crusader
Tombstone choke slam undertaker
Tell me what you into
So many women in this club but girl I picked you
Bartender pour another a glass to block the issue
These bitches lame when spittin game that clout gon kill you
High stakes high class number one with no pass breaking glass I'm talking ceilings put a whooping on that ass
Superstar R rated on the edge I spear the basics dodging thotties like the matrix stealing styles I see the traces