90 Down The Lodge

Ayy, ayy, is you ridin', is you rollin' I know baby girl ain't mine, she a loner Is you shinin', is you focused If you catch her out with gang, she a goner Ayy, I got horses in the motor I'm gettin' off or gettin' over I'm in my lane, I ain't pressed about you lame niggas I'm brushin' haters off the shoulder I'm too high, doing 90 down the lodge I can barely stay in between the lines Feels like I spent hours on the grind Ask Baby girl, can I get the time Need a rocky presidential like I voted for it Presidents, I'm tryna bubble like a voting form Still connected with the plugs feel like a circuit board If I wanna change a play up, I can motion for it Baby, know before I f*ck, I need them vocal chords Only talk to me about paper or I'm gon' ignore it, oh lord Scoochin' my way to the top till I get overlord Hit the blinker, think I'm about to hit a turning point Gear shift down on the lodge till I hit Jefferson Text gotta say something about checks if you want me checkin' it In sections lookin' like I lift weights the way I be flexin' it Pops just say I shoulda invested it, but I ain't listen Ayy, ayy, is you ridin', is you rollin' I know baby girl ain't mine, she a loner Is you shinin', is you focused If you catch her out with gang, she a goner Ayy, I got horses in the motor I'm gettin' off or gettin' over I'm in my lane, I ain't pressed about you lame niggas I'm brushin' haters off the shoulder I'm too high, doing 90 down the lodge I can barely stay in between the lines Feels like I spent hours on the grind Ask Baby girl, can I get the time Ayy, you can tell that I'm a star, the way I tilt my hat Baby head was five stars, I had to tip my hat I don't wanna chit-chat, I'm here to get my check I'm a new G-Wag, you ain't in my class I got so many gifts, can't even fit my bag I ain't just hop in it, I done zipped my bag Ain't gon' get your finger sticky, baby, get out then You don't wanna get this chicken, brody, miss out then Ayy, f*ck is homie on I got real boss, player in my chromosomes Perrier, Juliet, bitch, I'm Romeo Baby thinkin' Ruth Chris, shit, what Coney on Ayy, ayy, is you ridin', is you rollin' I know baby girl ain't mine, she a loner Is you shinin', is you focused If you catch her out with gang, she a goner Ayy, I got horses in the motor I'm gettin' off or gettin' over I'm in my lane, I ain't pressed about you lame niggas I'm brushin' haters off the shoulder I'm too high, doing 90 down the lodge I can barely stay in between the lines Feels like I spent hours on the grind Ask Baby girl, can I get the time