Letras
Two phones, and one need a SIM card
Ive been moving abroad
Ive been looking real far
Open up the back of my car
Yeah this bitch got some rockets on it
I might move to Mars
Air Force 1s, yeah, they twinkling, they twinkling
I got the people mingling, they mingling, they mingling
I look down and it's sprinkling, it's sprinkling
This shit got some mileage on it keep the engine lingering
Running, running, running through these circles
Basquiat on the coupe paint it purple
If you acting out I got Jay bout to merc you
Ok, that's it
Send it out of town, send it back we getting lit
I pull up to the scene I got eyes on your bitch
I keep it stable for the clique
Audemar my wrist, Audemar my bitch
Audemar my bitch man
Yeah you know we keep it lit man
Ive been burning rubber getting out of place, man
Ive been working on it, can't get out my ways
I look up and see the stars, now I got them in my face
(Can't get out my ways, man
I can't get out my ways)
Ive been moving fast
I'm moving out to Mars, man
We moving out to Mars
The spaceship is the car
And we going every yard
And we playing every card
The gas petal getting floored man
Don't hit me with the details
Hit we with the love and the drugs
Man I hope these two they sit well
Ive been waiting for the time where I pop up outside
And I seem myself focused on the inside
Send it out of town, send it back we getting lit
I pull up to the scene I got eyes on your bitch
I keep it stable for the clique
Audemar my wrist, Audemar my bitch
Yeah you know we keep it lit man
(Yessir)
Ay, Ive been counting up these digits
Ive been ducking, dodging them bridges
Know me and my dogs be vicious
Know me and my dogs mean business
All of my shit is frigid, ay