Lyrics
Twelve car convoy like the PM
Watch my back like DM
All these cars is European
Everything I need is European (ayy, Jambo, you going crazy)
Ayy, twelve car convoy like the PM
Watch my back like DM, A.M., P.M.
My opps like John Cena, we can't see 'em
All these cars is foreign, yeah, they European
All these cars is German, we don't live in Berlin (what the-?)
Fuck that FaceTime, baby, I wanna see you in person
I just took a shot of Henny, now my chest is burnin'
I just see her look my way and now I'm fuckin' flirtin'
She ain't got no VIP wristband, we don't risk that
You ever made a killin' off a thirty minute chit-chat?
You ever post a pic and then by next week they bit that swag?
Keep these thoughts to myself, I won't risk that bag
I stay off my phone like I'm in Central London, Piccadilly
I feel like there's too much people with no manners in my city
She got too much baggage like my Levi 450s
All these jawns with me, I'm a whore really (what the fuck?)
Ayy, twelve car convoy like the PM
Watch my back like DM, A.M., P.M.
My opps like John Cena, we can't see 'em
All these cars is foreign, yeah, they European
Ayy, twelve car convoy like the PM
Watch my back like DM, A.M., P.M.
My opps like John Cena, we can't see 'em
All these cars is foreign, yeah, they European
Ayy, posted with my killies, baby, we ain't doin' drip check
EU43 on these Ricks, that's a big step
Day-Date 41, got a big face like Big Ben
You say you rap, where's your hits then?
Live, too much motion, I got a migraine off this ringtone
One time for them real niggas that backed me 'cause I been broke
Two whips a-, fuck that, ten whips the convoy
Stepped in, I'm with bare man like a tomboy
Ayy, twelve car convoy like the PM
Watch my back like DM, A.M., P.M.
My opps like John Cena, we can't see 'em
All these cars is foreign, yeah, they European
Fuck that shit (what the fuck?)