[Intro: Lucki]
Lean up in the party, we sippin' the tuss
Lean up in the party, we
Trackhawk feel like floor seats
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Lean up in the party, we sippin' the tuss, lean up in the, uh, ayy

[Chorus: Lucki]
Lean up in the Porsche, we sippin' the tuss
She know I like bitches with a fuss
Trackhawk feel like floor seats
I feel the roar from the crowd when I floor it

[Verse 1: Lucki]
Nod off boys, but she call me borin'
Magic City ho's, tryna see when i'm tourin'
Tuneski gave me the red key
She don't even know how fast she was goin'
She takin' percs without me knowin'
Sit the whip back, so she feel it important
Waitin' for AJ to text me
Break my heart so I keep on pourin'
God how much you gon' bless me?
Bless me enough that I didn't even notice
Throwin' this shit, if its up, its up
GLE not the momma truck
AMG, bitch tryna keep up
Tryna figure out if she love, she lust
Worry 'bout a thing, n***as ain't no crumb
Treat the red key like a Lambo truck
Interviewin' me my pet peeves
Worst thing 'bout it, she know this shit
Tryna get my main focus back
Money turn me to the vulture shit
Lean up in the Porsche, we sippin' the luss
She know I like bitches with fuss
Trackhawk feel like floor seats
I feel the roar from the crowd when I floor it
Trackhawk feel like floor seats
I feel the roar from the crowd when I floor it
Trackhawk feel like floor seats
I feel the roar from the crowd when I floor it
[Chorus: C Choppa]
She wanna fuck
Talkin' bout love but I'm just tryna' go fuck up this party
Sippin' on lean don't do no Bacardi
Big body whip I don't want no Rarri'
Four rings on her had to skrt that Audi
Fangirl, camgirl, call her iCarly
Can't go in the scene cause they really out mobbin' me
Can't go on the gram cause they really out watchin' me

[Verse: C Choppa]
I'm tryna' change that scenery
Got my flaws still be wit' me
Got a good girl can't let her see the streets
Still ask lil' shawty come leave wit' me
Stop tryin', you ain't defeating me
It was due to streaming numbers that you eat wit' me
Told my bro stop playin' with that heat cause in this life we just playin for keeps
Heard the Nets play the Bulls, me and Lucki got floor seats and my mans n nem' flossy
Wait I'm just tryna' get saucy
Livin' lavish this shit get costly
Keep that shit right on me, gotta keep that shit right on me
Yeah I took the percs' when it hurted
That 30m box look perfect
I'm the type, pull up make a bad bitch nervous
Hop in that Jag' with the gang and we skrrting
Heard he caught the chop wit' the flame and it burned him
Boy you like a custie, hit me on my burner
Killin' that track, I feel like I'm purgin'
Took a lil' while, it's kickin', it's workin' woah
Fourth quarter watch em' choke up
Need at least four lines when I pour up
Drop in the Sprite or the cream soda
Talkin' bout Choppa man the boy goin' up
Wit' the whole gang, that's how I rolled up
Hot Grabba in the spleez, that's how I rolled up
Wit' the whole gang, that's how I rolled up
Been through hard times that's why we don't trust
[Chorus: C Choppa]
She wanna fuck
Talkin' bout love but I'm just tryna' go fuck up this party
Sippin' on lean don't do no Bacardi
Big body whip I don't want no Rarri'
Four rings on her had to skrt that Audi (skrr skrr skrr)
Fangirl, camgirl, call her iCarly
Can't go in the scene cause they really out mobbin' me
Can't go on the gram cause they really out watchin' me