Ray, where the fuck are you? It's all I know My chain, my car, my SRT, but that's all I know Damn, Trademark! Yeah
My chain, my car with the red dot too and it's all I know, uh Got the trunk in the front and the inside blue, girl, that's all I know Pourin' up some red, gettin' burnt out too, girl that's all I know, ay Goin' way too up, spillin' drink on my seats, girl that's all I know (Ooh)
My chain, my car, throwin' money in the club, girl that's all I know, ay With my niggas from the east but we throwin' up dubs, girl, that's all I know (Ooh) In the GLE Coupe and I'm drivin' so fast so don't get too close (Yeah) I'm surrounded by thugs and a bottle of yak with some burnt-out hopes My chain, my car, throwin' money in the club, girl that's all I know (Ah-ah) With my guys from the east but we throwin' up dubs, girl, that's all I know (Yeah) Pourin' drank on my seat 'cause I'm way too up with some burnt-out hopes Put Moncleezy all over my passenger bag, girl it's way too cold, yeah (Pfft)
I spend a bag on my niggas, uh That shit was regular, degular smegular, I spend a bag with my niggas When we pullin' up, woah-oh, woah They pull out they phones and they cameras, they keep on recordin' me, uh I throw on the Prada's accordingly, uh How she get so addicted? She say she need more of me Say she need more of me Stay in your lane, baby, move in accordingly I ain't taking my chances with none of these ho's She post me on the 'Gram, she still cool with endorsin' me She gon' keep reinforcin' me Baby, DeLoreme, nah, I mean can you get me a DeLorean? I need to talk to the older me She call me Marty from Back To The Future 'cause I live in the past so she keep on reportin' me That's what she gon' ask me, I'm in a track meet Leonardo, baby, can you come catch me? Catch me if you can, I'm fast as an athlete Movin' to the speed of light in a Scaddy Girl, that's nothin', you can send me the addy Light speed movin' while I'm geeked off the Addy Sippin' Casamigos, me and a baddie We hopped in the Cooper now I'm feelin' like Bradley (Ooh, yeah)
And I know, my chain, my car throwin' money in the club, girl, that's all I know, ay With my niggas from the east but we throwin' up dubs, girl, that's all I know (Ooh) In the GLE Coupe and I'm drivin' so fast so don't get too close (Yeah) I'm surrounded by thugs and a bottle of yak with some burnt-out hopes My chain, my car, throwin' money in the club, girl that's all I know (Ah-ah) With my guys from the east but we throwin' up dubs, girl, that's all I know (Yeah) Pourin' drank on my seat 'cause I'm way too up with some burnt-out hopes Put Moncleezy all over my passenger bag, girl it's way too cold, yeah
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Compositores: Daijon Cotty Davis (Dc The Don) (ASCAP), Daniel Yunuen Aldaz-leander, Davood Boushehri, Raymond Reichenbach, Tyler MalineEditor: Ultra Tunes (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #45798270 em 15/Ago/2024 com dados da UBEM