Bentayga

BoJack Where we at Let's get it On Van Dyke with the bros, pitchin' like Verlander Over the Viking stove, never been a stair glancer So anti with the pole, last of the Airbenders Don't make me wipe his nose, these niggas square dancers Burnin' Dolce dough, no, this ain't my first rodeo I turn around like a hoedown, down in the okey-dokes You playin' in the wrong arena and don't know the ropes Never seen a marina with Selena laid up on the coast That Valentino jacket blue with the yellow flamingo Gunn lookin' like a fashion guru, drippin' Supremo My scale dusty, weed and my clientele musty Give a fuck how niggas feel as long as Arielle trust me On the run from that federal cell in the country Where I'm from, if you ain't dead or in jail, then you lucky Been out here feelin' lonely ever since the death of Duffy All my nigga wanted was a Rollie and a pair of Buffys What else