EN ROUTE

So then I said, "He said 'Gaslighting don't exist, it's a made up thing, you crazy'" you know what I'm sayin'?

Bro, please! Get your radio under control!

Causing a ruckus here! (Ah!)

'Ight, now turn it up

Uh, O deliver like it's fine wine, but it's prime time, get your pride in order

That's a line drive for the limelight

Like the Sprite cam, we got 1-Up on ya

If we talking whips and then you flexing yours, I bet the masters got you, and the flashing got you

But my 10 cents tints leave your Benz, running back like we was starting over

En route, on Français

Got like ten Franks with the trunk space

Save your two cents and your worst wishes

That's like throwing pennies into Pompeii

Tried to tell me that the engine lighting and the tire pressure was a bad thing

But I'm reading all the signs backwards like I'm speeding wrong way on a one way

Who, shee!

Baby, don't pop my wheelie!

Baby, don't lose your spirit!

Said I'm gon' lose my head, oh well!

Guess I won't have no ceiling, guess I don't need no steering

She be askin' "You serious?"

ETA, man, we cheerin'

Tryna get drunk like curious

Feel like The Fast and the– nahh!

Universe be my confidant, the speed bumps what I'm chomping on

I feel like Teez touch down in an awkward spot

Like how flying, and you drive, you the guy, and you up, but your pockets not?

Full speed through the coffee shop

We don't stop for the caf', ain't no cattle block

We don't step off the gas like a peddle locked

When we arrive from the drive, we gon' see who settled now

Uh, yeah

I'm spittin', uh, spitting, uh (**** )

Bitch, move fast, I'm spitting, wait

Fast lane, bitch, I'm spitting, wait (Huh! )

Fast lane, bitch, I'm spent, move out the way, woo, woo! Spitting (Ooh! )

Bitch, I'm in, uh, spitting, yeah (Yeah )

Bitch, we fucking, we spitting

Look, we–, uh, we spitting

Uh, look, uh

Pour another glass for my **** in the Southside

Stuck in a rock and a hard place

Ain't no potholes on my lifeline

I don't check rear views, seafood plate, me coup' by Tuesday, see new ways

Motherfuckers tryna fuck up my day

Switching out lanes, knew I had a tire, but I'm on the way, bitch, I'm on the– Mmm

Peddle to the metal, microphone on kettle corn, how this shit gon' pop

Shuffle my way out a ditch in the hood, made Grandmama proud, on God

I just need at least three recool, retreat, re-tweet, relocate next week

No pissed out motherfucker good on sleep

I'm good on time, my shit don't stop, my shit don't– Uh

[???] while I paid my entourage, them **** is in-house

I need a Billy bitch outside of the penthouse

Just give me some years, I can't break down

Build fort strong, the run ain't long, the time I'm on

Bitch, move out the way, the sirens on

Build don't Ford, the fit(?) don't strong, there's more up the way, my sirens on, uh (Uh)

Bitch, I'm spittin'

Sway, sway, we spitting

Bitch, move out the way, we spitting

Uh, crash course, bitch, we spitting, uh

Move out the way, we spitting, uh

Woo, woo! Sirens on spin, uh, yeah, uh-uh, spin

Yeah