Buick Music (Bonus Track)

I've got it made, that's what I'm talking about Going down to the fashion store and getting myself decked out Going down to the dealers, buy myself a brand new car So me and my lady can ride OG Prophet nigga, I drop a single just to drop it nigga Then drop another just to top it nigga Blow a bag and a blunt when I'm shopping Man, them new J's, I had to cop it, nigga Been on the scene, I ain't stopping now You know I got the crown, hold the bottle It ain't the hoopty, but we ridin' in the older model Yeah, you know we in your unc car Big enough to fit you in the trunk car Sunk car, ride low, but leave you in the dust car Stunt car, hotbox, cause I don't give a f*ck car Won't pull me over, ride slow when I'm drunk car A new bitch to chauffeur like every month cop Now we make Buick Music, that's a player's exclusive Smokin' on the indo, the shit therapeutic I ain't waitin' for shit, my nigga, I'm gettin' to it They see me chasing my dreams, but they don't know I dream lucid Vibin', in the studio, we just vibing With the crew, you know we ridin You know we got a lot of pride and soul Slidin, a fine shawty, yo she slidin Don't really care about the timing A fine shorty, yo she ride it slow Uh, uh, take me for ransom The night terror's got me damaged, lost my mind again Shit, how do I manage, uh See my niggas really out here with the Kurt Cobain Killin' themselves to maintain Got to get they glow up, but they never show up Uh, y'all really think I'm blowin' big smoke Hop in my Buick, I'll show you how to ghost This ain't a rental, just throw on the instrumental And let my voice control your mental, yeah, it's very simple Yeah, it's hard for a G like me And everyone wanna be like me, but don't like me It's okay though, I had Innate though Came in the Buick just like a tornado, that's Blanco That's why we got the Cheeto, the nacho Don't make me reverse the whip, pronto Leave you dead in the street like a motto My nigga got the newer model, put it in full throttle Vibin', in the studio, we just vibing With the crew, you know we ridin You know we got a lot of pride and soul Slidin, a fine shawty, yo she slidin Don't really care about the timing A fine shorty, yo she ride it slow Yeah, yeah, ayy, I love the way she put it on me Ladies love it when they feelin' on me Niggas tweakin' if they sleepin' on me And I be saucin' on them niggas, make her feel like ravioli Make a stack, flip a QP, hit a nigga with a Uzi BIG POPPA, I got Coogie, top to bottom, big booty Cutie And I'm best friends with that Coochie man Need a cone I'm like Gucci, man Got me trippin' like Lucy, man I'll beat the pussy call PETA man F*ck 12, f*ck the klan, tryna kill a nigga I swear I do this for the fam Aloe Blacc, yeah, I'm the man I'm on some Tuscan leather skin, ain't for the radio It's for my niggas at the function, gettin' crazy, though It's for my niggas pushin' on the corner, ain't it, mo? And it's for shorty suckin' dick, claim she not a ho (Shiiit) Yo, my bad, she's fucked every nigga and they dad Think I'm talkin' bout you, don't use my @ Cuz you can't roast me, you just mad Vibin', in the studio, we just vibing With the crew, you know we ridin You know we got a lot of pride and soul Slidin, a fine shawty, yo she slidin Don't really care about the timing A fine shorty, yo she ride it slow