Ain't got no gas up in the whip
Still imma whip this hoe
Dominatrix. Conversations
How I get this dough
Okay my observations solid
So I been ten toes
A lot of niggas round me wylin
But they been exposed
They been insecure since college
I can't fix it bro
Making sure I add these commas
Like my English broke
Ride slowly when I'm cruising
Cause the jakes ain't shit
Marijuana out the roof
Oh imma take that risk
I'm alone cause I remember
Who was walking with me
No I'm on, it's no reason
To be talking with me
I need this passenger seat
For all of the bags imma see
Plus I might have me a freak
That's probably relaxing with me
Collecting cash like it's cheap
And mashing the gas with my feet
Is keeping me passionate
Peace of mind's an immaculate thing
My niggas ravenous
We been eating too rapid to feast
Decreasing the averages
Been too easy I'm halfway asleep
Shit
Higher than the ceiling
I don't have no feelings
You either riding with me
Or you out to get me
Tried to speak my mind
But they never listen
I don't follow rules
I could never pay attention
Dropped out of class and now
I'm swerving in them Benzes
Sipping. Money vision fuzzy
My bitch covered in them Benjies
Bitch I'm tripping
Bitch I'm tripping
Bitch I'm tripping
Trippy tripping
Woo
2021 33rd summer
I took your word for it
Still sliding
Maneuver behind them tints
Gray sweats and Mitchell and Ness
Finesse her out of them Fenty's
My jersey's a fitted vintage
My image is Bradley Cooper
Limitless Range My name is implied
Based on which whip that I drive
My grapes from out of state
Earl Stevens, vanilla scent
This club life shit is so attractive
I'm active over production
My cuff and my watch is fuckin
Look, you can wait around for it
Imma go get it and bring it back
And then split it right down the middle
Incredible vibes, I don't test drive
Figure that shit out when I
Pull off the lot its Wayne
It's Wayne, It's Wayne
Day date Rolli's is the goal
Hotel rooms full of smoke
You ain't gotta question if we is
Shit we on til we out, til we out
Man I been around yo city I ain't heard much
Yeah lil momma be so bad she got my words stuck
Mixing rapping and the sneakers is my first love
Yeah it's my first love
Higher than the ceiling
I don't have no feelings
You either riding with me
Or you out to get me
Tried to speak my mind
But they never listen
I don't follow rules
I could never pay attention
Dropped out of class and now
I'm swerving in them Benzes
Sipping. Money vision fuzzy
My bitch covered in them Benjies
Bitch I'm tripping
Bitch I'm tripping
Bitch I'm tripping
Trippy tripping
Woo