Alright
Cart in my hands
I'm gon make a dance to this
Cart in my hands
I'm gon make a-
Cart up in my hands when I walk by
Five o five bullets hit that boy up, aye, now
I made that forty-five minute drive
To let them bullets off
I'm whipping all my cars
P*ssy boy had to rent em all
Yeah
Hut
Rob that b*tch up out his dividends
(Straight up out his dividends)
My ice glistening
Yo b*tch blow on d*ck whistling
(She blow on d*ck)
I'm gon smoke this shit,
Roll up on us some other world
If my bitch wanna leave
I'm gonna go f*ck on other girls
Watch just how I move
It's so smooth just like I'm a pearl
If I get in the mood then I grove
I'm on other world
Watch just how I step
(How I step)
I'm finna flex
Take a minute hold yo breath
Back it up and blow his chest
(Blow his chest)
Take a step forward
Hold up both arms and flex
Back
Hit that n*gga up and I fle- fle-
Hit that n*gga in this whip
And it's matte black
Let the window down on his ass
Choppa glat glat
Hit that nigga with that four-five
Make him get back
(Get back)
Get back
N*gga he gon get back
(Get back)
Forty-five minute
Yuh
In my imagination
Damn
On your side
Tween your thighs
(Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha)