Lyrics

You look red Ayy, new whip, full garage, so I don't know where to put it Used to ride the bike to school, look how far I took it Invite her in the whip and tell her buckle up and push it High heels so long, she can't even fit her foot in I show the homies they can do the shit They thought they couldn't (yeah) She said she got a show for me, I said, "How can I book it?" Invite her in the whip and tell her, buckle up and push it High heels so long, she can't even fit her foot in Get her at her crib but I ain't going in the shit I don't commit but I'm the only one she co-dependent with I only drink if under pressure from the life I'm told to live My momma love me When I'm outta town, I let her hold the whip Told the homie right before I wife it I'ma fly her out to Hollywood to make sure she don't like it No, I don't belong in Cali, just turns out I was invited I'll be heading back to Boston Just to rock my Stony Island when its brick out Studio sessions, stressin', so many flows Don't know what to pick out I was under 21 getting in the club Didn't want to stick out (yeah) Used to live in a traffic zone, was scared every time I inch out Now I'm in the back of the cul-de-sac Get a neighbour mad when I pulled the whip out New whip, full garage, so I don't know where to put it Used to ride the bike to school, look how far I took it Invite her in the whip and tell her buckle up and push it High heels so long, she can't even fit her foot in I show the homies they can do the shit They thought they couldn't (yeah) She said she got a show for me, I said, "How can I book it?" Invite her in the whip and tell her, buckle up and push it High heels so long, she can't even fit her foot in Started off bubblegum, now I make their faces numb (no) Started off looking down now I'm the one they're looking up I chase the money, face it, these bitches really some bums Full face on, lace on fleek, my nails done to the T Copy my energy, that shit be sending me Limited edition everything, I'm living luxury First to do a lot of shit (yeah) They tried to comfort me (yeah, yeah) Used to be broke and shit (ha) Now I'm living comfortably Tell me what you want lil' bitch, what you want? I got a 100K, used to be a chopper in my trunk I might bust her head off how much engine revvin' up We don't take no days off, every day we run it up, bitch (ha) New whip, full garage, so I don't know where to put it Used to ride the bike to school, look how far I took it Invite her in the whip and tell her buckle up and push it High heels so long, she can't even fit her foot in I show the homies they can do the shit They thought they couldn't She said she got a show for me, I said, "How can I book it?" Invite her in the whip and tell her, buckle up and push it High heels so long, she can't even fit her foot in
Writer(s): Maria Kelly, Bryan Eisner, Mathias E Tyner, Benjamin Goldberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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