Now, it's up it's up it's on, it's on
Had to get back in my zone, zone
Smoking and spinnin', I'm gone, gone
Running, Cyclone
Now, it's up, it's up, it's on, it's on
Had to get back in my zone, zone
Smoking and spinnin', I'm gone, gone
Running, Cyclone
You bitch, you can't even look at my face
Nah I ain't doing good, I'm great
Ain't fucking up my day
So damn cocky sound like Ye
Had to go, had to go bring up the breaks
Had to go, daily a race
Had to go fuck a face, I'm sorry bitch I don't do dates
Don't tell me nothing about myself
Don't need nothing but but clientel
I can't trust you, run and tell
Bout all the dealings, I done dealt
Tryna get into shit with stolen rims
Don't say you don't need help
Tryna get in my bitch
You kidding kid?
She'll send you straight to hell
I'm pushing pedals, and mash the gas
This shit's so rare, it ain't got a matchbox
Fuck you think you saying?
That boy must be smoking crack rocks
Run that mouth and I'm on you're ass
And I'll be doping through his snapshots
You acting out of line, I'm sending shots just like it's black box
On that Friday, Sunday, Monday, where we work is all the same
These boys they, stutter
Asking questions, what's up mane?
Tired of flexing on these boys who ain't got nothing but complaints
Man they like Brian fucked my bitch, I'm EA sports it's in the game
Now, it's up, it's up it's on, it's on
Had to get back in my zone, zone
Smoking and spinnin', I'm gone, gone
Running, Cyclone
Now, it's up, it's up, it's on, it's on
Had to get back in my zone, zone
Smoking and spinnin', I'm gone, gone
Running, Cyclone
Yeah, had to get back in my zone
Shit, I did it by my own
I had to leave with just to see it
Now I'm running, Cyclone
Got that Giovanni, rocket
Bag some bitches, check the stones
Now I'm speed a ark 7
Kicking pebbles past your home
This the ree-ah, when we speed up
Gasolina, like Sia
Sick exhaust, I wouldn't wanna be yah
Jeez uh, making green
Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Chia, might seize up
When I'm with my team, witches like Sabrina
Oleanna, pour liquor, miss
It's we do it down in the marina
I'm motorboating bitches, while I cause your friend to 'rena
Too good to be alive awake I guess that cause me just a dreamer
Neighbor's complain, ah ah ah I'm thinking she a screamer
Uh, and I'm the one that can't be stunned
Like I'm stone-cold, bitch
I'm tryna launder when that glass break
Man what the fuck are you doing?
That was your last mistake, with the blunt up in my ash tray
And the bless me's on the fast break
Now, it's up, it's up it's on, it's on
Had to get back in my zone, zone
Smoking and spinnin', I'm gone, gone
Running, Cyclone
Now, it's up, it's up, it's on, it's on
Had to get back in my zone, zone
Smoking and spinnin', I'm gone, gone
Running, Cyclone