Leave the sadness in the past
Ask me for a rack I gave her three k like the clan
When I get too wavy then I feel like Peter Pan
I might never land fam we never land
Whippin in that foreign and I crash
If I crash then I gotta dash
If you see me homie you gon make me laugh
You gon make me laugh yea yea yea yea
Got the rari now you know I gotta speed
Now she say she wanna smoke the weed
Now she say she want it need a bean
Now she wanna go up on her knees
I just pulled up in a car vroom vroom vroom
Then I told her I'm in charge who are you
Sayin that I'm going far you already know
Hit it out the park now she tryna glow
Whippin out the lot and she tryna follow
When I'm whippin out the lot then she finna swallow
Leave the sadness in the past
Ask me for a rack I gave her three k like the clan
When I get too wavy then I feel like Peter Pan
I might never land fam we never land
Whippin in that foreign and I crash
If I crash then I gotta dash
If you see me homie you gon make me laugh
You gon make me laugh yea yea yea yea
Where you going you going to Neverland
I be gettin so high feel like I never land
Got this brand new Rolex no watch it never jam
I got hoe ass niggas talkin my name they never blam
Got chickens in my trap house three k's like the clan
Got bitches in my trap house knees they on demand
If a nigga wanna try it he's hit on demand
If theses niggas wanna try it get fried like Peter Pan eh eh
Trust me I'm the man on my block
If you really wanna try it you gon land with Allah
I remember I was out flipping grams on the walk
Now a nigga flipping mans and his hands cannot stop
Run up on him you gettin shot not my problem not my fault
I got big bands in my vault eh drippin lotta sauce eh
Money we could talk eh if not we can't talk eh
If not ain't no conversation ain't no contemplating
I'm a shoot that nigga smile on my face with no hesitation
I'm a put that nigga face on the picture like graduation
Leave the sadness in the past
Ask me for a rack I gave her three k like the clan
When I get too wavy then I feel like Peter Pan
I might never land fam we never land
Whippin in that foreign and I crash
If I crash then I gotta dash
If you see me homie you gon make me laugh
You gon make me laugh yea yea yea yea