Parking lot

I took her to nordstrom, aye She let me f*ck in the parking lot And I just met her today, yeh Don't care if that make me a trick or not I'll raise ya standards, I take you out We got bags like what drought? Red guts with the black out Man f*ck humble, imma show out I start my whip with my phone now Don't got a bitch, got a dog pound On the wifi when I drive now Don't even got time to go rap now All I been focused on right now Man my whole past get fucked now That ain't my ex, that's my hand me downs But the box fire, I can't even front They say I'm too honest, ha aye Stay in the state of the bluebonnets The south haunted, who want it? Since '95, I've wandered F*ck 9-5's, I'm harder I can't drive, call uber Blacked out like white daughters Racked up like their fathers So i took your daughter to nordstrom She let me f*ck in the parking lot And I just met her today, yeh Don't care if that make me a trick or not I'll raise ya standards, I take you out We got bags like what drought? Red guts with the black out Man f*ck humble, imma show out My slip ons are gucci now Still rocking vans when I pack em out Now when I'm up in the club, I just make it rain twenties n shawties start freakin' out If she got brains n I'm feeling her vibe man then f*ck it I'm buying her off Security, I'm paying em off, a hunnid ain't nothing at all I don't give a f*ck about the law N I never ask what it cost I know you ain't used to a boss But you gonna have to treat me like one I stroke my ego for fun I know I'm hated by all I vibrate higher than y'all You cannot feel me at all So I took your girl to nordstrom, she let me f*ck in the parking lot Now when I'm up in the club, I just make it rain twenties n shawties start freakin' out If she got brains n I'm feeling her vibe man then f*ck it I'm buying her off Security, I'm paying em off, a hunnid ain't nothing at all I took her to nordstrom, aye She let me f*ck in the parking lot And I just met her today, yeh Don't care if that make me a trick or not I'll raise ya standards, I take you out We got bags like what drought? Red guts with the black out Man f*ck humble, imma show out