[Lyrics so far]
Someone missed called from the weekend
You wouldn't let me talk when the beat end
Voicemail saying try and try, i only wanna make you yours tonight
Swear we never talk when we speaking
In the x6 we speeding, driving on the freeway lights and i let you sleep and wake you up when i arrive
Wishing i could take you to the 505
Said you’ll always take me till we ride or die
When we gonna die tonight
Take you to the 505