cueto

Yeah

I could break a levy with these diamonds

Watch 'em shimmy, Johnny Cueto, how they throwin' off the timin'

Jacket goose-infused, velvet in the linin'

Prolly sacrilegious, all the materials I'm combinin'

All this fine dinin' got my palet refinin'

But red snapper lemon pepper got real estate in my mental

The upholstery, Tuscan leather essential

I told bro "switch on the dash" 'cause we're torchin' the residential

I wrap my wrist with a towel the tone on it torrential

The plug identity confidential

Remember them late nights when the pressure built to my temples

Grippin' pencils I figure that my ascent was eventual

Ion ain't know the destination but I know the feel

Muscle memory how I control the wheel

Body built of Bentley, tear the street up like it's Cloverfield

Wocky in my brother cup, he can't afford the soda spill

Ion ain't know the destination but I know the feel

Muscle memory how I control the wheel

Body built of Bentley, tear the street up like it's Cloverfield

Wocky in my brother cup, he can't afford the soda spill

Damn, the rpm

Carefully craftin' the manifesto

Gravity only lookin' like Michael Phelps in the pesto

It's not on the menu, I'm cool payin' the extra

Carrots say the cutlery conjure a different spectrum

Pinky ring turnin' my plate to the Mississippi

Need some extra napkins, the server dispatch 'em quickly

Saunter out the spot and the valet go get the whippy

Glad I wore the baby blue beaters, share with the car, kinda nippy

Two things I keep are a bankroll and my composure

It's crazy how I can smoke out the booth completely sober

So far ahead of the pack I can't see them by lookin' over my shoulder

There's so much distance between us all I can hear is my motor

Press a button, cut the engine

Take a break, fill the tank, stretch my ligament's tendons

Recharged and I'm back on road

Lap these motherfuckers when I get in mode

Ion ain't know the destination but I know the feel

Muscle memory how I control the wheel

Body built of Bentley, tear the street up like it's Cloverfield

Wocky in my brother cup, he can't afford the soda spill

Ion ain't know the destination but I know the feel

Muscle memory how I control the wheel

Body built of Bentley, tear the street up like it's Cloverfield

Wocky in my brother cup, he can't afford the soda spill, yeah