text: Riding around in my old whip
  Used to drive that thing like I stole it
  I control the drop when you roll it
  12 pull us over youll hold it
  You the coldest girl I been loving
  You the hottest girl and you know it
  I might just let you pour that for real yeah
  Got a little, got a little trip
  Got a little, got a little lift
  Got a little, got a little lit
  Man I woke up up in the middle of the night
  And just fillin up my backwood all up
  As many extendos as possible
  Money, money alcohol pussy weed
  Everything on me weed and the lab-anos
  Got the diam-anos, angelos
  You get it vámonos
  I gotta know
  One thing about you, Im finna menage you
  You still give me time yeah you know, massage you
  You might make me hide you, but
  How you can but you know that you winnin
  You know what you wearin
  The 
  You know when you in it
  Come with more hydro and NyQuil
  More Xan than a Bicycle, you know that I roll it
  Roll it you Im rollin my pollie only from my coaches
  Niggas know I remote control it
  Money, fuck it, I need money homie
  Got that money comin in, outta the spot
  Got it hot, on lock as approaches
  Hop in my whip we get coastal yeahhh
  Got a little, got a little trip
  Got a little, got a little lift
  Got a little, got a little lit
  Riding around in my old whip
  Used to drive that thing like I stole it
  I control the drop when you roll it
  12 pull us over youll hold it
  You the coldest girl I been loving, for real
  You the hottest girl and you know that
  I might just let you pour that for real yeah