LIMOUSINE

Can you look me in the face and tell me that you don't love me anymore Get the f*ck out of my car Get the f*ck out of my car She sing my songs, she my Coachella Shit get dangerous I fill her head with lies but it get better Stop this nonsense I flip my wrist, got brown seats for my leather Nah they can't stop us Pop shots inside a limousine, whenever nigga Getting it on with her bestie That bitch be fine, she mighty fine I hit that bitch but from behind You talking crazy, we gon' slide What the f*ck Looking at these niggas, I be walking with the clutch I just upped the JanSport Pull up on they block Yeah, you can't get inside but I be gettin' in Full spend that money come around Two cents became a million Heart hurts and it been a couple years Sip drink, deep cave in the medicine Fighting demons better come with a better man Swear to God, I'ma give you a letter man Lean up in her wine glass, call her holy grail Bad broad, with some good ass uh That's my holy hell Hang with a south side chick wanna hang with a kid And I swear she be doing the most They be hating me constantly Smokin' Bobby Marley, yeah She sing my songs, she my Coachella Shit get dangerous I fill her head with lies but it get better Stop this nonsense I flip my wrist, got brown seats for my leather Nah they can't stop us Pop shots inside a limousine, whenever nigga