We can get exotic whips, we can go and take trips
Baby come and ride with me
She like how I do my shit
Ayy
Ayy
We can get exotic whips, we can go and take trips
Baby come and ride with me
She like how I do my shit
And I can take you on tour
And I can get you some Dior
Remember days hella poor, I was stealin' out that store
I was kickin' in that door, I need more and some more
Nnd I'm still flippin' packs to get more, I need more
I be runnin' bag up until my legs, hella sore
And I beat her doons down until I can't feel my core
I'm tryna ball in the game, remember days on the bench
Pockets look like thigh pads, I run the bag Marshawn Lynch
And I ain't never been a lame, but for the green, I'm like Grinch
And only time a nigga run, is when I'm runnin' from the pigs, six grams in this wood
Bitch I ain't never smoked a cig
And every time I do somethin, bitch, you know I do it big
I was stayin' with my brothers, I had nowhere to live
I was takin' niggas shit, I had nothin to give
We can get exotic whips, we can go and take trips
Baby, come and ride with me
She like how I do my shit
And I can take you on tour, and I can get you some Dior
Remember days hella poor, I was kickin' in that door
Lil' baby, come here, this good game for your ears
Invest the paper over here, you'll be up in a year
Za got my eyes red, like I'm holdin' back tears, it's three A.M. and I'm swervin, I hope I don't hit no deer
Three A.M. off the liquor, got yo' bitch in my ear, she wanna f*ck on 1up, why she keep lookin' over here
We got henny and patron, what you want, dark or the clear, the way I glide to space ship bitch, I just fly when I steer
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We can get exotic whips, we can go and take trips
Baby come and ride with me
She like how I do my shit
Ayy
Ayy
We can get exotic whips, we can go and take trips
Baby come and ride with me
She like how I do my shit
And I can take you on tour
And I can get you some Dior
Remember days hella poor, I was stealin' out that store
I was kickin' in that door, I need more and some more
Nnd I'm still flippin' packs to get more, I need more
I be runnin' bag up until my legs, hella sore
And I beat her doons down until I can't feel my core
I'm tryna ball in the game, remember days on the bench
Pockets look like thigh pads, I run the bag Marshawn Lynch
And I ain't never been a lame, but for the green, I'm like Grinch
And only time a nigga run, is when I'm runnin' from the pigs, six grams in this wood
Bitch I ain't never smoked a cig
And every time I do somethin, bitch, you know I do it big
I was stayin' with my brothers, I had nowhere to live
I was takin' niggas shit, I had nothin to give
We can get exotic whips, we can go and take trips
Baby, come and ride with me
She like how I do my shit
And I can take you on tour, and I can get you some Dior
Remember days hella poor, I was kickin' in that door
Lil' baby, come here, this good game for your ears
Invest the paper over here, you'll be up in a year
Za got my eyes red, like I'm holdin' back tears, it's three A.M. and I'm swervin, I hope I don't hit no deer
Three A.M. off the liquor, got yo' bitch in my ear, she wanna f*ck on 1up, why she keep lookin' over here
We got henny and patron, what you want, dark or the clear, the way I glide to space ship bitch, I just fly when I steer
Baby come and ride with me
She like how I do my shit
Ayy
Ayy
We can get exotic whips, we can go and take trips
Baby come and ride with me
She like how I do my shit
And I can take you on tour
And I can get you some Dior
Remember days hella poor, I was stealin' out that store
I was kickin' in that door, I need more and some more
Nnd I'm still flippin' packs to get more, I need more
I be runnin' bag up until my legs, hella sore
And I beat her doons down until I can't feel my core
I'm tryna ball in the game, remember days on the bench
Pockets look like thigh pads, I run the bag Marshawn Lynch
And I ain't never been a lame, but for the green, I'm like Grinch
And only time a nigga run, is when I'm runnin' from the pigs, six grams in this wood
Bitch I ain't never smoked a cig
And every time I do somethin, bitch, you know I do it big
I was stayin' with my brothers, I had nowhere to live
I was takin' niggas shit, I had nothin to give
We can get exotic whips, we can go and take trips
Baby, come and ride with me
She like how I do my shit
And I can take you on tour, and I can get you some Dior
Remember days hella poor, I was kickin' in that door
Lil' baby, come here, this good game for your ears
Invest the paper over here, you'll be up in a year
Za got my eyes red, like I'm holdin' back tears, it's three A.M. and I'm swervin, I hope I don't hit no deer
Three A.M. off the liquor, got yo' bitch in my ear, she wanna f*ck on 1up, why she keep lookin' over here
We got henny and patron, what you want, dark or the clear, the way I glide to space ship bitch, I just fly when I steer
Writer: Barkai Brinson
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