Silver Jeep

I was looking at the game now I’m playing on the main I don’t warm the bench she be calling up for me And I really don’t care if your feelings getting hurt I don’t have the patience so my replies they be curt But I gotta beat a little mother fucker up and everybody looking at me taking shots when it’s going up I’m the main man putting dollars on the floor on my jacket petrichor put the gas car takeoff And I got a silver Jeep Riding right around the street Everybody looking started Feeling like a fiend Every other person they coming for the peeking Call my realtor cuz my bands they started leaking Courtyard, green gas, bitch with hella floors Make the bottle sparkle yeah throwing hella dough Bandos, jeeps be parked up all in the form Hit the gas the car with no miley couldn’t ask for more I’ve been dripping VVS on this bitch a hundred thousand Pulling with the clique my niggas mobbing you niggas be flocking Bitches fucking on me on the Jeep the Clout it be talking Gonna get the foreign you bitch riding pull up feeling saucy Heavy duty down the street mobbing with the silver Jeep Gonna pop the top off but I’m still wearing my nikeys Feeling faded it’s on me, green the wax and the bean Now I’m feeling THC where is my mind and body Gonna be look fresh I pull up see me riding with a semi Bring the silver Jeep now I’m floated just give me so many Pull up with the clique we mobbing the car never ever empty Know me from the block I pull up caught driving feeling faded Get up on the foreign push the gas nigga always floor it Walking with a stick show it knock you like if I was Floyd Beefing but I make a call shooters throw you in the void Pull up to the club it’s gonna end Menaje a trois Pull up see me glaring looking at me I’m like hey what’s up Reving up the Jeep, 120 down the boulevard Rolling up with Sammy that thing had me all the way to mars Started floating from the bottom now I’m seeing hella stars And I’m not fugazi I’m not treating this like any farce Got the power like I’m Kanye started calling me a czar Get up on the Jeep make a hotbox with the hella Gs Knock you like I’m triple G triple always bringing beans Feeling faded it’s on me I’m tripping I can’t even see Anything I’m getting lean feeling like a fucking fiend Now we gotta bring hella buds with the bud lights Shawty with the big butt getting crazy tonight Beemer with thinner now you gotta turn that little light Go to california pop the joint after a little flight Do it for the brothers I don’t do it for the others Try to keep up you gone stutter Put the blunt up with the butter I got murder I’m a hunter Keep on talking better shut up Beefing triple you gone suffer Finna pull up with the buzzer F*ck it now I started spending all my fucking checking on a casing Thinking you controlling but never gonna faze me I’ve been doing this a lot I’m ready for the fame yet Get up on the Jeep 120 when I’m faded