03
Skrt skrt
Skrrt skrrt
Yuh we trappin out the booth
Send her the addy to the stu
Cookin up to make the mood
Sunset drinkin malibu
Hope u know the only thing I can't do is make u my boo
We could keep secrets but I can't be leaving my trust widchu
Ouu
Vivid visions I be seeing sippin juice
A.T.M. smokin high grade too
Always got that pack gang rollin frontos or them woods
Stuffed with boof
Bitch u know we high af we stack the loot we on the moon
Love and hate the vibe widchu
Me u marooned
Ouu
Hop in my whip she whippin
Swerve out the coupe we driftin
Geared up no transmission
Ouu
Push start tengu uplifted
Old hoes down bad kneeling
Up now nigguhs be trippin