Reverse

I can't go in reverse, nah
I can't go in reverse, nah
I can't go in reverse, nah
I can't go in reverse

Driving 129 on the interstate
Still a couple minutes late for another dinner date
How I'm posed to get it straight when you always swervin me
I cannot be early, gotta marinate the curryyyy

None of their couch potato hatin is concerning me
All their behind the back conversations surfacing
I only - with those who there for me in emergencies
Pay back the favor when we rackin up the currencyyy

Now I'm shifting gears like I got no fear
Met some folks got some boujee bros keep the family near
Now I go and I blow some stacks, pimpin out the whip
You can look. Homey if you touch, Ima bust ya lip, little

I can't go in reverse, nah
I can't go in reverse, nah
Gotcha - in reverse, yah
I can't go in reverse

Yall leaches need to come up witcha own flow
Half of yall lookin ya wear my old clothes
Give no - when you revvin up ya Tahoe
Leave you in the dust, shifting into sport mode

Cruisin at double speed limit down hillsboro
I'm cheating death, like escapin Dante's Inferno
You in reversal but I live with tunnel vision
Only focused on the winning
And u know that that's a given
Homey listen

I can't go in reverse, nah
I can't go in reverse, nah
I gotcha - in reverse, yah
I can't go in reverse