BORED

Yea, It's been all night, champagne poppin', bottle still poppin', and she still not tired Get a feel for it, she get bills for it, I know she get right No, she not my type, but I'm bored, I'm just here for vibes (I'm just here for vibes) Hop up out the van, it's us , yeah, militant when we land, it's up She can get another chance it's up, I can get it on demand, it's up, yeah, yeah Hop up out the van, it's us , yeah, militant when we land, it's up She can get another chance it's up, I can get it on demand, it's up, yeah, yeah I had to open my eyes, got to see everything, got to push every whip Don't get lost in the crib I'm on go that's that sprinter, Lead her on she gon enter keep the ice in the bezel, keep them cold like December Pull up, I'm startin' the V, and the whip is deceased Got red guts for the seats Watch your step when you in it, it's a ghost, so I'm blendin' right in it Pass up 12, ain't no limit, ball in peace ain't no scrimmage, yeah Way too deep, no isolation, night time when I'm motivated Can't be reached, it's complicated, fuckin' up, intoxicated Downtown, keep the vibes, I'm fading Can't be posted, where's the vacant Watch my moves, I'm calculated I had to open my eyes, got to see everything, got to push every whip Don't get lost in the crib