Peloton
Make that ass bounce like Wilson Evolution
Let me spark the joint and blast off like it's Houston
I was boostin' up, No president
No Jefferson, But I was movin' up
Heavy doses of that medicine what I be soupin' up
Baby ride me like a Peloton, But that ain't a good enough
Know you fuckin' with the megalodon
You out of tune with us
Baby ride me like a Peloton, Yeah
Baby ride me like a Peloton, Yeah
Baby ride me like a Peloton, yeah (Yeah)
I'm only on cuz i said i'm on, yeah (I said I'm On)
Oh the old me? He dead and gone, yeah (Dead and Gone)
I like roses but watch out for thorns, yeah
I'm done with all the back and forth
Fuck you slackin' for?
What you dreamin' for?
You point to me of course
My girl ain't wear lipstick, except for me of course
Can't be iced down, What the fuck you think i'm heatin' for?
(WHAT YOU THINK I'M HEATIN' FOR?)
The fuck you think i'm freakin' for?
Can't live my life goin' back and forth to pizza stores
Y'all treat your girls like whores
I treat my girl like she the reason
I don't need a reason for, cruise the whip
I put the key in for a minute
Yeah I'm inches, away from landin' some business
Walt White, I'm a chemist
Skin off-white, Lost sight of bitches
And I caught life, I found a new wave I'm on it all night
How you feelin'? Alright. Alright
How you feelin'? Alright. Alright
How you feelin'? Alright. Alright
How you feelin'? Alright. Yeah
Let me spark the joint and blast off like it's Houston
I was boostin' up, No president
No Jefferson, But I was movin' up
Heavy doses of that medicine what I be soupin' up
Baby ride me like a Peloton, But that ain't a good enough
Know you fuckin' with the megalodon
You out of tune with us
Baby ride me like a Peloton, Yeah
Baby ride me like a Peloton, Yeah
Baby ride me like a Peloton, yeah (Yeah)
I'm only on cuz i said i'm on, yeah (I said I'm On)
Oh the old me? He dead and gone, yeah (Dead and Gone)
I like roses but watch out for thorns, yeah
I'm done with all the back and forth
Fuck you slackin' for?
What you dreamin' for?
You point to me of course
My girl ain't wear lipstick, except for me of course
Can't be iced down, What the fuck you think i'm heatin' for?
(WHAT YOU THINK I'M HEATIN' FOR?)
The fuck you think i'm freakin' for?
Can't live my life goin' back and forth to pizza stores
Y'all treat your girls like whores
I treat my girl like she the reason
I don't need a reason for, cruise the whip
I put the key in for a minute
Yeah I'm inches, away from landin' some business
Walt White, I'm a chemist
Skin off-white, Lost sight of bitches
And I caught life, I found a new wave I'm on it all night
How you feelin'? Alright. Alright
How you feelin'? Alright. Alright
How you feelin'? Alright. Alright
How you feelin'? Alright. Yeah
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Writer(s): Sean Dugan
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