Y3ah!

Baby let's hop in a Tesla together and better
Than ever let's go with the leather seats
She gotta feen for my love and she's stuck in a dream and she saying she is a lil fan of me
Baby let's do, I'm faded I'm droolin' I'm fighting my demons
yeah she put me through it
Im on a whole other level they can't be comparing, contrasting no dotted line he cannot pass me

I hate when they talking about me but don't wanna right me I'm changing I'm not like the past me
Going all over the city got weed in the back seat don't call me no taxi
I'm in a g35 it's all black baby go in the back seat
Sike I'm just playing I just wanna fuck can you put on a your mask please



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Writer(s): Jonathan Rosales
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