Released on November 11, 2017

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[Chorus]

Eyes low like limos

Wrist froze like three below

Do the dash like I'm Mario

Syrup sip, call it cruise control

Always blazed everywhere I go

Syrup all up in my gin though

Whippin' round with a white ho

Wrist froze on that Tokyo


[Verse 1]

Throwin' hunnid dollar bills all up in the city

I got thirty fucking bitches with that honeyberry

Bad bitch in my iPhone

Pop a tag, got my mind blown

Big blunts everywhere I go

Fruit up in my Styrofoam

Rollin' up a fuckin' sticky blunt

Motherfuckers know I'm number one

Rollin' up, I sip the purple stuff

Swishin' down, got me purped up

Motherfuckers know I'm really out here, bitch

Put in work for my city, bitch


[Chorus]

Eyes low like limos

Wrist froze like three below

Do the dash like I'm Mario

Syrup sip, call it cruise control

Always blazed everywhere I go

Syrup all up in my gin though

Whippin' round with a white ho

Wrist froze on that Tokyo


[Verse 2]

Bitch, lookin' like Darude with my sandstorm (Sandstorm, bitch)

Yeah, I'm whippin' in a 'Rari. that's my transport (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

Everywhere I go I'm fuckin' on a model bitch (On a model bitch)

Throw my money in the air on some rich shit (Rich shit)

Couple diamonds on me glisten 'cause they VVS

Ayy, sippin' on that champagne, Max Payne

I just spent a couple racks and flew out to Paris

Ayy, I've been seeing numbers, bitch, I had to have it

Syrup all in my juice (Juice)

Pourin' up another deuce (Deuce)

Wrist lookin' like a frozone (Frozone)

Killin' all the fuckin' ozone (Ozone)

Pulled up in a fast car (Fast car)

And I'm whippin' like it's NASCAR (NASCAR)

Doin' something big for my city (City)

Throw it back with a bad bitch


[Chorus]

Eyes low like limos

Wrist froze like three below

Do the dash like I'm Mario

Syrup sip, call it cruise control

Always blazed everywhere I go

Syrup all up in my gin though

Whippin' round with a white ho

Wrist froze on that Tokyo

Eyes low like limos

Wrist froze like three below

Do the dash like I'm Mario

Syrup sip, call it cruise control

Always blazed everywhere I go

Syrup all up in my gin though

Whippin' round with a white ho

Wrist froze on that Tokyo