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Driving through the city

With the top down

Had me like

Gotcha girl in the front

Couple more in the back like

By the end of the night

We were all turning up like

Party at the crib

And they playing my song like

Ohhh finna buy a couple grands

Of the grams

Then I’ll blow it by the ounce

Finna drive up in the city

Fuck the girls that’s in your town

I can make your girl come

Even when I’m not around

If you not talkin' money

Please do not open your mouth

3, real simple mathematics man

That’s it

I’m the boss, I’m the player

I’m the shit

You done look like you done

Prolly broke your wrist

It’s me & Evince in the motherfuckin'

Whip

We’ve been in the city, on the road

Tryna do shows

Uber where we go

That’s just how it goes

Homie do like you suppose

I’m a rockstar

You ain’t on the same level

You ain’t even close!

Evince always pullin' bitches

And they never wearing clothes

Whole team gettin' paper

Man I’m really not opposed

Money tall like I’m standing

On my toes

We did it independent

But we sounding like we pros, ya

Driving through the city

With the top down

Had me like

Gotcha girl in the front

Couple more in the back like

By the end of the night

We were all turning up like

Party at the crib

And they playing my song like

I went from

Nightmares to good dreams

To reality & lucid

We don’t need to go to class

We’re popping like we’re stupid

My

Bank account is Jewish

Doing things I thought it couldn’t

All the stars aligned

I guess they fucking with the movement

You can hate if you want

But to me you just dead

I’m getting all free clothes

I’m never paying again

I’m headed toward my dreams

I’m on the way there now

You could hop up in the back

And we could turn it real loud

Uh, I keep the fluid fluent

Gotta keep it going, moving

Marijuana smoking, potent

Gotta keep it flowing

Let a brother know it

This everything I want

This is everything I breath

If you brought a couple girls

That’s like everything I need

The Hennessey, jealousy

Frenemies, enemies

It don’t work its way to me

I am not Chaining Tatum

I prefer Chain-Z

Now I’m stepping off the mic

Boy, it’s L.C.T

Driving through the city

With the top down

Had me like

Gotcha girl in the front

Couple more in the back like

By the end of the night

We were all turning up like

Party at the crib

And they playing my song like

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