Can't Believe It (feat. 2 Chainz)

La-la-la (yeah) La-la-la-la-la-la-la (it is like a vine of two words, yeah, that shit hard) La-la-la La-la-la (it's time for that though) La-la-la-la-la-la-la (yeah, yeah, nigga) Uh-uh, yeah Yeah Uh-uh Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me) Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me) Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me) Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', yeah Gettin' lost in the rhythm of the fuckin' flight When the city lights shine and the mood is right When you sippin', ain't no trippin' on the move tonight Bring out the whole team, I'm lysergic and it's worth it (yeah) I admit, in the zone, Mr. Rager, mane See him in the streets, I'm takin' off, make him understand In my world of view, swerve, never lookin' back 42, I do, okay I knew you couldn't owe me jack And it's on, bigger bank, time to get it Now Ben Baller did the chain, rosie goldy, homie, learn the name Live it through the soul, if you didn't know know, learn the facts Now it's super cold, we'll see a show with a broken neck Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me) Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me) Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me) Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby (yeah) Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', yeah Uh, 2 Chainz, it ain't a stain on 'em (alright) DEA had tried to put the blame on him My young niggas tote .30s, ain't no aim on it (yeah) And this a Cullinan, bitch, this not a Range Rover, yeah (yeah) What's the difference? 'Bout 300 racks (300) I am so cold, it look like Freon attack Had the bando with the peas in the back But the odd part about it, we was evenly matched, yeah I been coastin' since a Motorola (hello) Chicken toter, I sell more than El Pollo Loco Emotions up and down like a rollercoaster I put her sexy ass on the pole, like wanted posters, yeah Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me) Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby (alright) Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me) (And I'm coastin', poppin') Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby (uh, can't believe it) Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me) Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', yeah (uh)