160!

Big-body Benz lane switchin
Pop out! We can take a picture
Stuff two zips in a box of swishers
Ima face it all! Thats my only mission
Big ballin on these little bitches
Bitch I feel like Bron! No competition
Why you sending shots? If you always missing
Why you talking shit? If you always kidding

Big-block for my chevy engine
Heart-racing cuz this blunt hitting
Got the gang with me going dumb with it
We four-deep, going 160
Down 85! Just roll with it
Going coast to coast, round the globe with it
Hot boy, but I'm cold wit it
Just came from the north pole dripping

The only girl I've hit was Mary Jane
20 for a feature and I put that on my name
I started on the ground! Now I'm shitting on a plane
Blowing smoke into the crowd! Now the venue smelling dank
Don't ask me what I'm on! Mixing purple with green
Ain't talking bout the lean, mane I'm talking bout the weed
And I be out in Cali somewhere chillin by the beach
Got a plug in the mountains and some shooters overseas
(Aye Tarzan)

I don't sip lean, but Im lazy
Turn that boy to Swiss cheese if he try to play me
Why he say he hate me? But act like he don't hate me
Thats the main reason his girl wanna have my baby
Wearing ripped jeans! My mama hate me
She know It's a whole lotta bullshit I've been on lately
Tatted on my chest so these pussies can't face me
The way I roar got the zoo tryna chain me

Yeah I was raised in the burbs
I don't bang but I burn
I had to jump right in the game
Im sick of waiting my turn
My mama told me that I'm reckless
and I'm making her nervous
Im sorry I cant settle
Need ten whips by the curb
I'm so addicted to this music
Put my soul in my words
I'm still counting dirty money
Got that shit out the dirt
I don't need a 9 to 5
But I'm all bout that work
What goes around comes around
I'll get just what I deserve



Credits
Writer(s): James Davis Iii
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