Vintage

Hey, could you give me a little, a little martini?

Clean, no olives

I can't fucking stand olives

Shawty pull up in a mini-dress, orders gin martinis

Couple touches, a hug, her friend likes us both

So baby girl what you thinking?

Mind darts, life leveled up

Manifestation made this easy

I'm the kind, the kind of man who takes what I want

But I don't get greedy

Moet, on ice, we on

Pull up on us 'for 5

Drive slow, love yours

Gung Ho, she always on the vibe

What's five to a nigga like me?

Flash of red, imma get that ride

I see, where y'all get tired

We see, what y'all admire

In my flow state, I'm floating over

She in the bathroom, sniffing Coca-Cola

Big in the spot, like I'm Jason Momoa

One of Wun with the babes who know us

Play this shit, speedin' down I-5

Cash hitting in cuz we hit the quotas

Rich niggas talk, man the fame is over

Silly kid shit ain't never hold up

NAHH

My whips is rinsin'

My women vintage

These local ties

Feeling lifted

Arizona eyes

Control my feelings

Hear me out

Aye

Whoa whoa, not me in the spotlight

Hey hey

You want it, it's a flight now

Oh oh

Baby, hit my line like

Aye aye

Homie it's alright

I'm Rockin steady

That vintage that steady

No Hessi, no biddy, no bettin

Nah Fuck, that gas

I'm ready, no picken it easy

I'm headin' off, standin' on business

Quick CC, sit back with phat fresh

Reasons I don't need 'em

Break em back door

I got things to break and bake bread

Make it zesty crispy easy

Plate that!

And I learn from lessons

Learn from my thoughts