(Aye, aye, aye)

[Chorus}

I’m done thinking for tonight

What you drinking, red or white?

Going 60 in a 30

Just to get you in my ride

She said she trying to get lost

Said "take a look into my mind"

Baby let's fuck up the mall

And you can show me what to buy

[Verse 1]

I got softwares and monitors

On my head, Gucci ocular

Sipping drink, dabbing globature

Keep your name in my mouth

If i'm spitting heat, no thermometer

No, I ain't from this galaxy

Something more like Andromeda

If you want beef bring a fork bruh

I'mma get it popping, fill the jeep up like a tour bus

I might dab an eight up if I ain't pouring a four up

My pillow, your makeup, break the bank up at Sephora

Baby girl you got me trippin'

My neurons is spinnin'

I'm flattered you know me

Give up the hooks that I've written

They sing them, you listen

Get bread by my lonely (aye)

Keys to ignition

We blind 'cause we squintin'

Sun glare off my rollie (aye)

Like my flow I'm switching

From praising to bitching

From liquor to codeine

Fill up the tank, girl, we gassed up

If you want a hook bring your cash up

Got me like 'good god' when she back up

To the one percent, getting tax cuts

When shit popping off boy I keep calm

Got that push sport on the Nissan

That's only when the Jeep gone

Or it smell like the tree that I'm geeked on

[Chorus}

I’m done thinking for tonight

What you drinking, red or white?

Going 60 in a 30

Just to get you in my ride

She said she trying to get lost

Said "take a look into my mind"

Baby let's fuck up the mall

And you can show me what to buy

[Verse 2:]

Pop out to Mars with the rovers

Do this shit for the culture

You want beef like you kosher

Swoop you up like a vulture

Head too high for my shoulders

You can catch me at Saturn

Twisting up scrolls with the smokers

Watch me make my mind scatter

My ice don't drip, no, it splatter

As a matter of fact

Your function's always dead like cadavers

Dabbing shatter don't matter

Lost in my mind

Start to lose track (aye)

Hit up your boo's snap

Roll through the door

Where the booze at? (aye)

She think that Jimmy Choo slap

Too fucked up, cracked my iPhone

Popping Adderall, taking finals

I'm switching lanes with my eyes closed

Her bag Margiela not Michael

[Chorus}

I’m done thinking for tonight

What you drinking, red or white?

Going 60 in a 30

Just to get you in my ride

She said she trying to get lost

Said "take a look into my mind"

Baby let's fuck up the mall

And you can show me what to buy