I didn't see no speedbump (stop playin', yo, ayy) I T'd off (hit it, yeah) Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey) They-they ticked off (they mad, ticked off) They ticked off (my bad, woo) We T'd up (T'd up, no) I T'd up (woo, woo) I'm T'd up

Pull up drop top with a eater (skrrt) two seater (skrrt) New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (AP, ice) new freezer (ice) I woke up thinkin' 'bout bands (bands) Pull up drop top with a eater (yeah) two seater (skrrt, skrrt) My bitch too foreign, need a visa

Ayy, where you from? If that coupe came with rims, I don't want it (skrrt) Stock me out (ooh, yeah,) big block me out (ooh, yeah) Robocops, they out (ayy,) put my guns in the house (12) So much cash over this way (cash) No, no droughts Bunch of alcohol,

I've been stressin', I've been up all night Had to leave them hoes alone, had to focus on my life, yeah I've been flexin', wishin' on my mind You ain't even gotta test it, girl, you know you're my lil' favorite Lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt Lil' favorite,

Everything high end (high end) High end, yeah You know, what we doin' I'm set, slatt, set, gang, set I'm on a high end (jet) I'm 'bout to fly in (set) Hop in a Cayenne (skrrt) I was just glidin' (I was just glidin')

Caught in the moment, tangled up in your sheets My imagination's too creative Falling, falling, needed something to believe in, oh But it was all in my head It was all in my head (Skrrt, skrrt) Yeah, look at you, boy, I invented you Your Gucci tennis

Go, go (yeah) go, go (go) Go, go, go, go, go From the Nawf to the Mo (Mo) 500K just to host (5) The neighbors too nosy, pack my bags and go (go) Go, go (skrrt) go, go (skrrt) Serve me a brick at the store (brick) lookin' like Shaq in the post (Shaq) Go,

Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sport (skrrt, skrrt) Shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it) You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah) Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton) Straight up there (where?) we didn't take the

Huncho farm (Huncho), got your bitch on porn (smash, smash) Whip's too foreign (skrrt, skrrt) ice on arms (ice, ice) Shit go bad, like it's L.A. traffic, yeah Crushin' down Addy, yeah, bustin' out plastic (yeah!) Whip's too foreign (skrrt), iced my arm

I might just paint the Bentley mustard (skrr) I got rich, that's on my mother (yeah) Say she love you, still can't trust her (what, yeah, yeah) Cut the pork, drop the top, then I Speed Race it (skrrt) But my frames, they Dior, I can't see, baby (I can't