[Intro]
Drive-in theatre
Uh

[Verse]
Tryna get this loot any way
True it’s lucrative, if a move I do make
Through iTunes and avenues, we move weight
Each one in my crew get a full plate
Not one excused 'til we all ate, unified
Stupid high, n***a, way paid
Crime did just what they said it would, some n***as living good
Some is gone away for good, some stuck in the hood
Addicted to what he should have sold
Lost his soul, though his body still living
Look in his eyes, the fire ain't in 'em
He used to be driven, now that's cold
Cold-blooded as my angel wings
Flooded, rose gold, star-studded
The bar covered, so let it pour until it bubble on the floor
Baby love peeling out her clothes, eyes rolled Orgasm, dancing while these horns blow
I'm just thing on my next score
Which color we should paint the sixty-four
Tryna wrap my hands 'round the globe
Like a motherfucking chokehold, hoe

[Outro]
Drive In Theatre
Da-da-da, da
Da-da-da, da
Da-da-da, da
(Life, uh)
(Bent over the stove cause they want some more)
(Knocking at my door)
(Back over the store cause they want some more)
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