Two phones, big bag
Bitch I'm on they ahh
Screaming and they dead
They screaming for they dad
Rip the pack open
This a white tee
Said she want me bad
She said she like me
Give her the fast motion
Now she wifey
Throttle wide open
Turn on them high beams
Watch that shit you talk, you talkin' crazy to me
Feel like the engineer I let it reign on the beat
Walk up to the car, a different Range every week
Walk up to the car, a different name was in the seat
Finished both the bottles, Jack and Hennessy
She is not from Earth
Jupiter or Mars
She likes the way I drive
All these foreign cars
Two phones, big bag
Bitch I'm on they ahh
Screaming and they dead
They screaming for they dad
Rip the pack open
This a white tee
Said she want me bad
She said she like me
Give her the fast motion
Now she wifey
Throttle wide open
Turn on them high beams
I don't give a f*ck
I'm not gone type back
This a type beat
And bitch I like that
Feel like a hype beast
But I won't hype that
Nah, no I won't hype that
Nah, no I won't hype that
I'm like what you want hoe you is not the one
Say she trap the bando, bitch what you on?
She could do it no hands, I ain't afraid of that
She could do it no hands, I ain't afraid of that
Two phones, big bag
Bitch I'm on they ahh
Screaming and they dead
They screaming for they dad
Rip the pack open
This a white tee
Said she want me bad
She said she like me
Give her the fast motion
Now she wifey
Throttle wide open
Turn on them high beams
Watch that shit you talk, you talkin' crazy to me
Feel like the engineer I let it reign on the beat
Walk up to the car, a different Range every week
Walk up to the car, a different name was in the seat
Finished both the bottles, Jack and Hennessy
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Two phones, big bag
Bitch I'm on they ahh
Screaming and they dead
They screaming for they dad
Rip the pack open
This a white tee
Said she want me bad
She said she like me
Give her the fast motion
Now she wifey
Throttle wide open
Turn on them high beams
Watch that shit you talk, you talkin' crazy to me
Feel like the engineer I let it reign on the beat
Walk up to the car, a different Range every week
Walk up to the car, a different name was in the seat
Finished both the bottles, Jack and Hennessy
She is not from Earth
Jupiter or Mars
She likes the way I drive
All these foreign cars
Two phones, big bag
Bitch I'm on they ahh
Screaming and they dead
They screaming for they dad
Rip the pack open
This a white tee
Said she want me bad
She said she like me
Give her the fast motion
Now she wifey
Throttle wide open
Turn on them high beams
I don't give a f*ck
I'm not gone type back
This a type beat
And bitch I like that
Feel like a hype beast
But I won't hype that
Nah, no I won't hype that
Nah, no I won't hype that
I'm like what you want hoe you is not the one
Say she trap the bando, bitch what you on?
She could do it no hands, I ain't afraid of that
She could do it no hands, I ain't afraid of that
Two phones, big bag
Bitch I'm on they ahh
Screaming and they dead
They screaming for they dad
Rip the pack open
This a white tee
Said she want me bad
She said she like me
Give her the fast motion
Now she wifey
Throttle wide open
Turn on them high beams
Watch that shit you talk, you talkin' crazy to me
Feel like the engineer I let it reign on the beat
Walk up to the car, a different Range every week
Walk up to the car, a different name was in the seat
Finished both the bottles, Jack and Hennessy
Bitch I'm on they ahh
Screaming and they dead
They screaming for they dad
Rip the pack open
This a white tee
Said she want me bad
She said she like me
Give her the fast motion
Now she wifey
Throttle wide open
Turn on them high beams
Watch that shit you talk, you talkin' crazy to me
Feel like the engineer I let it reign on the beat
Walk up to the car, a different Range every week
Walk up to the car, a different name was in the seat
Finished both the bottles, Jack and Hennessy
She is not from Earth
Jupiter or Mars
She likes the way I drive
All these foreign cars
Two phones, big bag
Bitch I'm on they ahh
Screaming and they dead
They screaming for they dad
Rip the pack open
This a white tee
Said she want me bad
She said she like me
Give her the fast motion
Now she wifey
Throttle wide open
Turn on them high beams
I don't give a f*ck
I'm not gone type back
This a type beat
And bitch I like that
Feel like a hype beast
But I won't hype that
Nah, no I won't hype that
Nah, no I won't hype that
I'm like what you want hoe you is not the one
Say she trap the bando, bitch what you on?
She could do it no hands, I ain't afraid of that
She could do it no hands, I ain't afraid of that
Two phones, big bag
Bitch I'm on they ahh
Screaming and they dead
They screaming for they dad
Rip the pack open
This a white tee
Said she want me bad
She said she like me
Give her the fast motion
Now she wifey
Throttle wide open
Turn on them high beams
Watch that shit you talk, you talkin' crazy to me
Feel like the engineer I let it reign on the beat
Walk up to the car, a different Range every week
Walk up to the car, a different name was in the seat
Finished both the bottles, Jack and Hennessy
Writer: Zayne Becker
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