Riding through street
With balenci on my feet
Got me reppin designer jeans
Got me pushin gasoline
I ain't ever fit a scene
Broke the mold, and the screens
Have it all with luxury
How, whatca mean?
See through my eyes come and ride with me , late night
Come to the back with grab a seat pleasantly waitin
See through my eyes come and ride with me , late night
Come to the back grab a seat pleasantly waitin