Mmm, ooh, oh. . Yeah, uh, yeah. Y'all know y'all see us in the Benz or that Rover. Fresh pair of Air 1's, Louis pullover. Whole city locked, just like I always told you.
Your gravity is strong, it's now or never. These painted lines go on this road forever. Crowded and broke, didn't talk for hours. I'm all out of smoke.