Trust me, take the 2NDRT

Baby, I'll drive in a fast car

I'm transparent, mask off

Whippin shit, like nascar

Don't bang shit, what that mag for

Don't know if I should ask her

Over time I grew my wings

I go overtime, I just went flawless diamond my rings

Don't talk crazy if you built like a slim jim

Up in the club but the hoes too trim

I can't see no more it's too dim

She boutta throw up now

I think it's over now

I think I'm sobering up

Bae I need your love

Just keep showing up

I wanna let you off but I can't let you go