I can feel it in my body I can feel it in my body
I can feel it in my body What
What the f*ck
I can feel this shit, it's comin' through my
I can feel this shit, it's comin' through my neck
I told that bitch don't pull up unless she wanna have sex
I put it in the past, I put 150 right up on the dash
Cops pullin' up, they mad, now I'm racin' might crash
I took his hoe, now he mad, he's bout to lose all his money
There's no easy way to maintain a bag
My pants weighed down, my money, they sag
For meditation, I smoke gas
In the Rari, yeah, I'm skirtin' past
And I'm always first, I'm never last
These Euro slippers, they some Givenchy
I can't even say it
Your girlfriend was just on my dick
Yeah, I hate to say it
Pull up in the foreign cars, bitches got us racing
And then we back up on the road
I'm smokin' loud pack, got my eyes sitting low
And this purple fanta got me movin' real slow
Baby, meet me on the road
I can't even feel my face when I'm alone
Please just show me ways that you can treat me ohh
And I really love you, don't want you to know
Leave me lone, leave me lone
Leave me lone tell her leave me lone
Leave me lone, leave me lone
Leave me low, tell her leave me lone