Released on January 27, 2022

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Chorus:

Hop in, yeah, hop in, hop in, hop innnnnnn

Hop in, yeah, hop in, hop in, hop innnnnnn

Hop in, yeah, hop in, hop in, hop innnnnnn

Hop in, yeah, hop in, hop in, hop innnnnnn

Verse 1:

I’m getting closer to the point of no return

Yeah, I’m running low on money and it’s raising some concerns

Thought I knew it all but there’s plenty left to learn

(Yeah) I’m clockin' in my hours but got no paycheck to earn

If you tryna party, we could start a fuckin stampede

If you wanna sniff it, go and give yourself a nose bleed

If you need a writer, I could sit and fuckin proofread

And if you chasing bags we can go collect the proceeds

Bettin' on sports still gambling

Drunk at the bar just rambling

Bald ass head no keratin

Don’t call me a good Samaritan

Damage our room at the Sheraton

Channеling my inner American

That west sidе pales in comparison

Board a red eye back to Maryland

Kick him out my whip for mispronouncing my name

Yeah I'm spottin' clout chasers from two miles away

Climbin' in my limo everybody, makin way

Don't got much to say? well then you can fucking stay, you can

Chorus:

Hop in, yeah, hop in, hop in, hop innnnnnn

Hop in, yeah, hop in, hop in, hop innnnnnn

Hop in, yeah, hop in, hop in, hop innnnnnn

Hop in, yeah, hop in, hop in, hop innnnnnn

Verse 2:

You can do no wrong when surrounded by some yes-men

Running out of fingers counting rappers that I’m less than

Switchin' up careers got me feeling like I'm born again

Fame is super crazy, turn a five into a perfect ten

Fifty in the tank, call that shit some highway robbery

Interrupt my boss and turn the meeting to a mockery

Planning how I’d spend the money if I won the lottery

I’d probably buy some stocks and invest the rest in property

New guy in town, not much to show

Still getting used to the ebbs and flows

I’m a head-turner, gave em' vertigo

Yeah, Shoutout Greece and Mexico

This ain't my first rodeo

Spent the whole week going to and fro

Staying mad strict to the status quo

But if I never try, I’ll never know

If you just arrived, Let me catch you up to speed

You never wanna be the one to bite the hand that feeds

Moochin' off of me I’ll put your ass on to indeed

But you gotta leave unless you brought some fuckin weed, you can

Chorus:

Hop in, yeah, hop in, hop in, hop innnnnnn

Hop in, yeah, hop in, hop in, hop innnnnnn

Hop in, yeah, hop in, hop in, hop innnnnnn

Hop in, yeah, hop in, hop in, hop innnnnnn