[Chorus x2]
Feeling like a super cool guy
Told this bitch she looking super fly
Ain't no thoughts of that suicide
Told her, fuck it, let's just take a drive

[Verse One]
Said this a Jameson kind of night
Sip slow, enjoy those finer things of life
Cause if her panties straight matching with her bra
It wasn't you dude that was trying to take it off, shit, yeah
And yeah I like them like that
Cause that's the type of woman that's just fucking right back
Holding down her liquor, more than just a night cap
Said yo ex's wouldn't eat it, shit we going change that
Cause in these streets I'm a gentleman
But in the sheets, drop the gentle and it's just the man
And when we cruising in this ride, yeah
More than fucking just your mind, yeah

[Chorus x2]
Feeling like a super cool guy
Told this bitch she looking super fly
Ain't no thoughts of that suicide
Told her, fuck it, let's just take a drive

[Verse Two]
It's two am in the city
If I just crash and die, shit bury music with me
And a woman with no class, like something Houston Whitney
But she better have some ass, I ain't tripping off them titties, no
Cause I'm addict to this liquor
Bitches in the back and they dancing like some strippers
Sniffing up they diet, still them thighs is getting thicker
Finest in the city, we just knows just how to pick them, ha
Shit, I think I got them feeling live, yeah
Like what the fuck is even time, yeah
So if we cruising in the ride, yeah
More than fucking just your mind, yeah

[Chorus x2]
Feeling like a super cool guy
Told this bitch she looking super fly
Ain't no thoughts of that suicide
Told her, fuck it, let's just take a drive
[Outro]
I'm a different kind of breed
Pussy, music, money, shit that's all I really need
Fucking with my vibe, you might fucking really die
Keep your two cents bitch, pay me with them thighs