Vroom

Pants so tight can’t fit my gun Bad bitch with me wanna have some fun F*ck it let’s go on the run run run Nigga having extras by the motherfucking ton Nigga shine bright like the motherfucking sun I ain’t got kids but the boy my son Don’t waste ya time cause I already won Going to the moon baby do you wanna come I’m having the off white off white yea Popped the X pill in the car ain’t wreck Paid all cash I ain’t fucking with debt Call the girl fountain cause she always wet Ever had sex on a motherfucking jet I’m a cheese head like my first name’s Brett owe Hop in the car and I’m bout to go swerve like vroom Going too fast and I hope I don’t wreck Always up working I don’t ever get rest Hit the pussy once and she said I’m her best Spaghetti baguettes that’s what I need Balling on niggas like Gilbert Arenas Hook after hook bitch I feel like Kareem Bag after bag I feel like Charlie Sheen I’m dipping in ranch when I’m eating my wings But stuffing that blue cheese right into my jeans owe Kill them we don’t say a word Getting fly I’m fly like a bird I’m shitting on niggas absurd owe She going she going she’s a winner I’m eating that bitch up for dinner She fine but she not Kylie Jenner Stepping on they necks Too much talking I can’t respect Me and my gang come right at your head Talk down once and I swear I won’t forget Ain’t one bitch I can say that I miss Talking bout a bag and I swear I won’t miss it I swear I’m gonna get it Niggas be talking real tough in my mentions knock a nigga teeth out make him get dentures Nah let me chill bitch I’m on a lil venture Trying to get richer and richer Trying to get a new Richard Millie Trying to go get me a milli When I talk to God I know he feel me Want to see me fail you better kill me I got big boogers in the face I got big house real estate I’m going to the moon outer space I’m in the mood only for the face I only move for a bigger plate I keep a tool on me it’s a drake I move with two O's like I’m drake I done worked too long without a brake Pants so tight can’t fit my gun Bad bitch with me wanna have some fun F*ck it let’s go on the run run run Nigga having extras by the motherfucking ton Nigga shine bright like the motherfucking sun I ain’t got kids but the boy my son Don’t waste ya time cause I already won Going to the moon baby do you wanna come I’m having the off white off white yea Popped the X pill in the car ain’t wreck Paid all cash I ain’t fucking with debt Call the girl fountain cause she always wet Ever had sex on a motherfucking jet I’m a cheese head like my first name’s Brett owe Hop in the car and I’m bout to go swerve like vroom Going to fast and I hope I don’t wreck