Wait, wait, we do it together
We do it together
I don't know what to do
Swear to God, you need me
In the back, two-seater
Put it on me
Put it on me
Once, then I go
Highest in the building
They know how I'm feelin
Pass that around
Now we boutta touch the ceiling
You tryna get intimate
Intimate
Cause I know that you're feelin' it
Feelin' it
And I know it's a lot
Tell me it's not
I need somebody
To tell me to stop
I wanna crash
But I know that I'm lost
And I know it's hard
But just keep me in your thoughts
I'm so lit, yeah
I'm so lit, yeah
Shorty empty my pockets
We been on go for the longest time
SRT, not a Honda
No fast food, Benihanas
Puttin' Balenci up in the laundry
I got too much cake, I'm bein' honest
I got too much cake, I'm bein' honest
I got too much cake to be missing
Y'all must be dumb
Rollin' up a J for my homies
We never done
And I'm back up in my city
So when are we gettin' slumped
Tell my girl to just go wait in the SRT
Till we done
And I know it's a lot
Tell me it's not
I need somebody
To tell me to stop
I wanna crash
But I know that I'm lost
And I know it's hard
But just keep me in your thoughts
I'm so lit, yeah
I'm so lit, yeah
Cxst!
I'm so lit, yeah
I'm so lit, yeah