I got my top down on my whip Her hair blowing in the wind I got my shades on cause I'm bent She roll it up with no stem I got my Louis bags duffled up Fuck with the squad and throw it up I got my top down, speakers bump See me when I pull it up Gucci bag

Just wanna stay up all night with you Living up in the air Living don't get you there I'll keep it moving Don't wait for nothing now Gotta keep it moving If you don't really care If you got the time to take it up there When you get the rhythm and words

A womb, an empty robe, enough Sharing smoke In the stair up off the hot car lot Sun shine hard on the video spot, hm, mm, mm Sure as any living dream It's not all then what it seems And the whole thing's hauled away You're rolling up, you're holding it,

Ooh, my wild, wild son, run free Oooh, you'll know it when you're living out your dream Ooh, you'll know it when you're where you're supposed to be Hello son, you're ready to come into the air We can't wait to hold you and rock you to sleep in your

I'ma millionaire with you, with you, with you It all feels so right to be living it up for two So that's what I'ma do Yeah I'ma spend it all Like there's no tomorrow Windows to the walls I'ma get it for ya In all of my life, I've waited for someone like