Tires hit the curb tryin not to spill my drink
Ridin shotgun bumpin sesh up the capris
Paint like a sink
Wet like a leak
Flowin like a creek
Dirty but my blunt clean
Slidin like kids
Ridin on rims
Tint like my lungs pitch black so you cant see in
Im who they wanna sound like with who they wanna be with
Never catch me speedin hoppin out of lamborghinis
I like to keep it simple
Woods full of indo
Ridin to the tempo
Lookin for the info
What do I do
What do I do
Ridin through the night and I dont see you
Baby I know
Baby I know
And I need to come down just stop and reload
What do I do
Where do I go
Slangin through the city while im blowin my smoke
What do I do
What do I know
Slangin through the six sit back and reload