One on my tongue

Wait, wait , I don't want to

Don't feel a thing, oh well, think I need two

Two for the road

I'll just say it's for you

Dropping

Dropping

Ayy

Now you dropping you can't feel that shit

Sometimes feel like Steven Spielberg horror seems to fill my fix

Hoe I'm trynna feel dem tits, my bad that's just it kicking in

Falling on the floor but I can't help it no I can't resist

Baby baby girl I love you, love you

Let's just go and have some kids

Get the fuck a fuck away from me, I don't know who you is

Where the fuck the fuck my phone at

I think that my mama called

What u, what u mean I haven't moved or even made a sound

(yeah)

Hands inside the ride

It's too late to call it quits

Feel like we goin' slow

We only on hour six

Damn what I get into

I feel like a fuckin' fool

Jump inside that fuckin' uh

Yeah it's a doctor

Test it like you a proctor

Oh she wanna pop but, she probably won't do it proper

Pop up somewhere later

Private population

I been peaking two damn times

Don't know last time I've 8-10 [?]

Yeah 4-10 we got a problem

Yes Houston got a problem

Keep on poppin' these popper wheelies and boy you bound to pop em yeah

No stopping, they watching, fuck it we still ain't stopping

Crash the whip the first we lit up, we had to duck and dodge em damn

A nigga throwing up

Can't even hold it up

I know they know it's us

I don't know who to trust

They tell me cough it up

I couldn't cough it up

Cus I was coughing up

Open the coffin up