[Intro]

I might get a ticket tonight

Tryna make it to your crib (MC, make another hit)

I might even lose my license (Project X)

The way I'm drivin', baby, mmm

Please sprout up for me, your tulips are my fate

You gon' be my blessing tonight

So keep your eyes wide

I'm doing sixty-five

[Chorus]

Ayy

Know I'm sinning, I'm not always right (In a forty, hopin' that I don’t get spotted)

But, girl, you my blessing tonight

I don't care if you strip in the night

I'm not here to judge you by your life (This ain't no DUI)

You with me, girl, you gon' be alright (Just wanna take a stride through your garden)

I can get you whatever you like

Keep this hammer, I don't like to fight

If her old nigga feeling some type (Your garden)

Up this Glocky, it knock out his lights

On my way to her crib, running lights

'Bout to beat up that pussy tonight (Mmm, your garden)

She ride on that dick like a bike

She tapping out, keep tryna fight

I knock out that pussy, Mike Tyson

My cup purple, look like the Vikings

I'm toting this Glock with no license

[Refrain]

Ooh (Oh, yeah, yeah)

Ooh (Yeah, yeah)

Ooh

[Verse]

Ayy, ayy

I'm usually not with the cuffing, I never really show sympathy

I don't know what got into me

But I am feeling her energy

Most of these niggas be bluffing

Glock bake an opp like an oven

Fuck on that little bitch good, she want me give her my loving

Other day fucked up some racks, got that shit back like it's nothing

Sosaa still be in the hood, Sosaa still be thugging

[Refrain]

Ooh (Oh, yeah, yeah)

Ooh (Yeah, yeah)

I might get a ticket tonight

Tryna make it to your crib

I might even lose my license

The way I'm drivin', baby, mmm

[Chorus]

Know I'm sinning, I'm not always right (Please sprout up for me, your tulips are my fate)

But, girl, you my blessing tonight

I don't care if you strip in the night

I'm not here to judge you by your life

You with me, girl, you gon' be alright

I can get you whatever you like (You gon' be my blessin' tonight)

Keep this hammer, I don't like to fight (So keep your eyes wide)

If her old nigga feeling some type (I'm doing sixty-five)

Up this Glocky, it knock out his lights (In a forty, hopin' that I don’t get spotted)

On my way to her crib, running lights

'Bout to beat up that pussy tonight

She ride on that dick like a bike (This ain't no DUI)

She tapping out, keep tryna fight (Just wanna take a stride through your garden)

I knock out that pussy, Mike Tyson

My cup purple, look like the Vikings

I'm toting this Glock with no license (Your garden)

[Refrain]

Ooh (Mmm, your garden)

Ooh (Yeah, yeah)