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

Sara Beth is scared to death Around and around without any cares And her very first love is holding her close And a soft wind is blowing her hair To hear what the doctor will say She hasn't been well, since the day that she fell And the bruise it just

I ride it like a wave I'm down for wherever it takes me I ride it, I ride it like a wave I'm waiting at the shore with my arms wide open Wind blowing in my hair, let the sea salt soak in Coming at me full force, do this with my eyes closed, yeah Just