Lyfted (Intro)
Ooh, 'bout to go pick up Andrea
I hope she with the bullshit
Man, I ain't fucked in two days
My shit backed up
(God damn)
Oh, oh, let me unlock the door, baby, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, shit
Get in the car, you, you
You coulda sat in the front too
No, it's okay, I'm good back here (you know I'm sayin'?)
I don't wanna make it seem like I don't know you like that
You know I'm sayin'? 'Cause I'm tryna get to know you
Where you finna go?
I'm going to the West end (ooh-wee)
You finna go to the West end? Let's go to the West end
Who you know in the West end?
You gotta baby daddy? I don't wanna be
You know I'm sayin'? (No, I don't have a baby daddy)
I don't got time to be shooting a nigga 'bout no biatch
You know I'm sayin'? (What?)
Ok, ok, ok, you ain't got no kids, let's do it
We ride, we ridin' now, let's ride
We ride now, ay, we ride (what the fuck? Is this broken?)
Oh yeah, that seatbelt don't work, baby
You know what I'm sayin'? Just, just put it over your shoulder
You know I'm sayin'? Like safety patrol, baby
That's all, can't get no ticket (put it over my shoulder?)
Niggas can't be safe
