Sunday night rider, got my bitch driving
I'm passing to the side and something look like it's flying
Audio dope on the stove like a frying pan
I can get you more, what you want, long as you buying it
Haters they be eyeing them, we don't pay no mind to them
Designer send me looks, you gonna have to stand on line for this
You off in the club balling out while I'm outside of it
Three wheel motion, sun roof open with my partner then
When your girl saw me slide she died to get in
And live that Jet Life, momma told you kill yourself, kid
I lit the doobie then I slid with her
Baddest bitch in the party, I didn't have to go in to get her
Parking lot, parking lot, parking lot pimp
Parking lot, parking lot, parking lot pimp
Parking lot, parking lot, parking lot pimp
Parking lot, parking lot, parking lot pimp
And I stay lifted off that dosha, in my four door rolling
Out here tryna get it, bitch, I'm tryna make a fortune
Headed for that money, bitch, stop asking where I'm going
Cause you ain't got no business being up in my business
First car was a wide body was too small to get in it
First bitch was a bad bitch, tried to share that hoe with my nigga
I got this girl buying J's for me, nigga, real talk, I'm pimping
I do this shit for my niggas, bitch, I do this shit for my niggas
Long night with that trap life, shit, I might as well smoke something
Was way too young to even hit the club, shit, I might as well post up
Lil nigga, big business, make her exit out 'fore she entered
I'm leaning on my whip, hun, her friend tryna get in it
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Parking lot, parking lot, parking lot pimp
Parking lot, parking lot, parking lot pimp
Parking lot, parking lot, parking lot pimp
Parking lot, parking lot, parking lot pimp