Feels like I'm floating
I've been popping pills like it's nothing
Spending bands on clothes like it's nothing
Rolling up swishes like that's what I be loving
Feels for you,
that's something I've been through
Young boy rolling on molly,
molly,
something I've never been through
Y'all get * from Kelly,
Kelly,
smoking on gas,
give me a flu
Done some things I shouldn't have done,
sometimes I gotta make a move
Cutting on some bands,
y'all all in my lamp truck
Pulling on my pants,
cause this stuff will rest,
it filled up
Casa Amigo,
Tennessee,
we getting drunk,
we lit up
Calling by my sis,
I really ain't gotta say too much
So I'mma probably say, yo,
bitch on me, yo, yo
Rest on me, yo, yo, yo, undercover, yo
How we going up?
X's blew me up
Swiping up, down, down, caught in the, yeah
Wearing Balenciaga for me,
wearing Balenciaga for sure
I be sipping on that *,
I be sipping on that *
Getting the flow, now, getting the flow down
And it be sipping,
he be loud,
hiding that *,
I be going look out
Seeing that nigga be turning around,
now, now I be spitting out
We chasing nigga for the pound,
looking back,
seeing how
Going up, going down,
nigga look out
He be running from the scouts,
loving that bitch for hours
Getting ready,
we gon' bounce,
spinning blocks,
spinning out
Spinning around,
spinning *,
ain't playing around
Driving bad,
driving out,
driving bad,
driving out