[Intro]
Ginseng
Summrs, haha

[Chorus]
As soon as she hop in the fuckin' four-door
She wanna take a photo and show her bestfriend
But that's a no-no
When you ridin' with me, keep it on the low-low
'Cause I can't trust a soul, soul, no, no, oh, oh

[Verse]
She say she want a bag
She say she wanna hop in the car, it's very fast
Very, very fast
Hop right up in the McLaren, come in first, you come in last
F&N with scope, yeah, you know that I'ma blast
Said she wanna make a movie, baby girl, what's up?
Baby, come and screw me, know you wanna do me
That other n***a gay, yeah, that other n***a fruity
When you with him, you smoke grams, when you with me, we smoke QP's
Baby girl, you know you a cutie
Cutie with a booty
He all cap, yeah, that n***a cannot fool me
I smoke gas, the gelato, yeah, the cookie, yeah
Baby, go ahead and book me
I smoke jetlag, I need that check fast
Boy, you goin' out sad with your broke ass
I'm fuckin' your bitch so slow, she gave me slow ass
In a fuckin' coupe and it go fast
Get that check fast, I'm in a Hellcat
Yeah, go and tell that, smokin' yo' damn mid pack
Bitch wanna fuck, know I'm in it
Bro, come try your luck, this bitch got kick-back
So much kick on this bitch, blow your shit back
Boy, you smokin' on that shit pack
Ayy, yeah, I'm smokin' on that gas pack
[Chorus]
As soon as she hop in the fuckin' four-door
She wanna take a photo and show her bestfriend
But that's a no-no
When you ridin' with me, keep it on the low-low
'Cause I can't trust a soul, soul, no, no, oh, oh