[Pre-Chorus: Caleb Cruise]
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

[Hook: Caleb Cruise]
Shawty too real, real
Going for the kill, kill
Shawty what’s the deal, deal
Way too real, real
I just wanna feel, feel
Already off a pill, pill
Tryna make a mill, mill
Ahhhh, yahhhh
Ahhhh, yahhhh
Ahhhh, yahhhh
Ahhhh, yahhhh
Ahhhh, yahhhh

[Verse 1: Caleb Cruise]
No, no, no
Drunk photo
Got no soul (I'ma talk like)
You know me way too well
I like the way you felt
I’m on my way, who else?
I'ma blow this cash, forreal
Eighty on the dash, forreal
Let you grab the wheel
Yeah, that’s forreal
That’s forreal yeah
[Verse 2: BEAM]
She know me have di killy killy
Stick shift every gear Ina yuh pretty pretty
A you de pon mi mind
Di way yuh move is a crime
Mi ah di only man she wah drive
Ya Bumpa deserve di cocky come wine
When ya tic toc mi nuh come fi waist time
Me nuh need fi pull no brake when mi pon yu Waist line
Let me take a trip Ina a romping shop
Come make we hit road
But first me ago fill yuh tank up girl yuh nuh fi take it slow
Oh no

[Verse 3: Caleb Cruise]
You know me way too well
I like the way you felt
I’m on my way, who else?
Imma blow this cash, forreal
Eighty on the dash, forreal
Let you grab the wheel
Yeah, that’s forreal
That’s forreal yeah

[Hook:]
Shawty too real, real
Going for the kill, kill
Shawty what’s the deal, deal
Way too real, real
I just wanna feel, feel
Already off a pill, pill
Tryna make a mill, mill
Ahhhh, yahhhh
Ahhhh, yahhhh
Ahhhh, yahhhh
Ahhhh, yahhhh
Ahhhh, yahhhh
Ahhhh, yahhhh
Ahhhh, yahhhh
Ahhhh, yahhhh
Ahhhh, yahhhh
[Outro:]
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
No, no, no
Drop, 4 door