Top Down

Rolling up, drawing us

Running till your man, he ain't your man no more

She with us, pulling up

Hundred down the highway with the top down

Tell 'em I ain't sorry, blowing it down

Party like a 'Rari with the top down

Got it ready for me when I pop out

Tell 'em I ain't sorry when I roll out

(Yellow dress in a white Ferrari)

Tell 'em I ain't sorry, blowing it down

Party like a 'Rari with the top down

Got it ready for me when I pop out

Tell 'em I ain't sorry when I roll out

Blowing tags just to flex

Empty out the rags and got the price tags

We don't get, yeah, we don't flex

We've already waited when we touched down

Tell 'em I ain't sorry, blowing it down

Party like a 'Rari with the top down

Got it ready for me when I pop out

Tell 'em I ain't sorry when I roll out

Little mami, got that lil' mami

Little yellow dress in a white Ferrari

Tell 'em I ain't sorry, blowing it down

Party like a 'Rari with the top down

Tell 'em I ain't sorry ,blowing it down

Party like a 'Rari with the top down

Got it ready for me when I pop out

Tell 'em I ain't sorry when I roll out

Little mami, got that lil' mami

Little yellow dress in a white Ferrari

Little mami, got that lil' mami

Little yellow dress in a white Ferrari

Little mami, got that lil' mami

Little yellow dress in a white Ferrari

Little mami, got that lil' mami

Little yellow dress in a white Ferrari