作词 : coye s

作曲 : coye s

Ayy, ayy, yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Ooh, whoa

Whoa

(Ayo, Ian)

Yeah, yeah

Love me like you wanted to

Rolling off a blunt or two

I know what she want, want, want

She can't get to me (Yeah)

Hop out and my wrist so clean

Drop out in that new Celine (Yeah)

V12, you can feel the Jeep (Hmm)

Chanel holding up the jeans (Yeah)

Uh, she feeling me (What?)

Uh, I can tell

Roll another shell (Yeah)

We can cop one at the Shell

Like, ooh (Ooh)

I know she down (She down), oh, yeah

I can hit you up the next time I'm in town (In town)

Ten hour sessions (Yeah), bad bitches texting

Spent more on taxes than I made in last year

Been off that fast shit (Yeah)

Rolling, I'm relaxing

All she want my passion

But, shawty, that ain't lasting

Moving fast, yeah

She ain't used to V12's (No)

Brand new bag, yeah, the Fendi need a seatbelt (Yeah)

Not no lease, but the Jeep got some detail (Got some detail)

I can't crease these Balenci's, I need resale (Yeah)

She always **** me up, but she mean well (But, she mean well)

And I'm down to run it up, if you for real (If you're for real)

Yeah, I said I'd do my best but I'm better, uh, I'm better, yeah

I just copped the Moncler for the weather (For the weather, yeah)

Shit is strange, I dunno who I can trust (Who to trust)

Switching lanes, I'm just out here on a run (On a run)

All these chains on my neck, I feel exhausted (I'm exhausted)

I want bank, I didn't sign up for these problems (For these problems)

Love me like you wanted to

Rolling off a blunt or two

I know what she want, want, want

She can't get to me (Yeah)

Hop out and my wrist so clean

Drop out in that new Celine (Yeah)

V12, you can feel the Jeep (Hmm)

Chanel holding up the jeans (Yeah)

Uh, she feeling me (What?)

Uh, I can tell

Roll another shell (Yeah)

We can cop one at the Shell

Like, ooh (Ooh)

I know she down (She down), oh, yeah

I can hit you up the next time I'm in town (In town)

Rolling off—

One, one, one

Yeah