Letras
Let me shoot on one, shot a couple bads
Shot a couple number ones, yeah
And you're the one I want
Throw a couple back driving on the 101
Now, who gon' love you like I did?
Who gon' love you like I did?
Big talk shit but we vibing
95 down to the last hundred, baby, I'ma swerve
Body on top, money don't stop
Money, oh god, Hikari slow down
Drive it down low, lambo on show
Spend it on dreams, fuck the whole team
And then they all died trying to catch us
When I'm fully on top but I'm next up
When I be taking all control you had a head start
Bitch, you thought you would've won without no warm-up
Shit, sh-shit, sh-shit
Forty G's on the backstreet on my abs
Body on top but you cannot last
Baddie on top but you can't confess
Now you're gonna push me to ayo—
You been in the dark, boy, you just been a sad boy
You just not a bad boy, you just not the one to—
Riding 'round in my Toyota
Racing down from Minnesota
101 to North Dakota
Now we end in Barcelona, yeah
Minnesota, motherfucker, Minnesota
Bad bitch with an ass, drink her like a cola
Hey, hey, and I'm in her slow down
Driving down from the 101, we're motherfuckers
Body on top, money don't stop
Money, oh god, Hikari slow down
Drive it down low, lambo on show
Spend it on dreams, fuck the whole team
And then they all died trying to catch us
When I'm fully on top but I'm next up
When I be taking all control you had a head start
Bitch, you thought you would've won without no warm-up
Shit, sh-shit, sh-shit
Don't lie, don't lie, you tried
I'm so sorry, for leaving
For leaving you behind
I thought we'd be best friends
I thought we'd be best friends 'til the end
I thought I was your lover
I thought I was your lover 'til the end