price high
Yeah
Oh Yeah
Baby, my price high
They still booking it, my eyes low
I ain't overlooking shit, let's roll one more
Yeah, might as well end this on a high note, yeah
I know you mine though
Yeah, it's getting late, why would you drive home?
Yeah, I know I said I don't do titles or labels
But you look good from every angle
I know you tired of the same old, the same old
Babe, why don't you slide?
Got so high, I don't know where the floor is
Yeah, 3.5, it straight from the florist
I be spending so much, I ain't gotta record it
Yeah, when you get like this you ain't gotta be cordial, yeah
Expensive whip, this bitch got horses
Yeah, and she so thick, might pay her courses
Yeah, if you say that shit you better enforce it
Tryna buy my mom a crib and pay all of the mortgage
We bringing weed wherever
Baby, the seats is leather
Recline that bitch so far
I can't even reach the lever
The reason shit don't feel the same, we on a different level
She keep saying I changed
I don't know what to tell you
Baby, my price high
They still booking it, my eyes low
I ain't overlooking shit, let's roll one more
Yeah, might as well end this on a high note, yeah
I know you mine though
Yeah, it's getting late, why would you drive home?
Yeah, I know I said I don't do titles or labels
But you look good from every angle
I know you tired of the same old, the same old
Babe, why don't you slide?
Oh Yeah
Baby, my price high
They still booking it, my eyes low
I ain't overlooking shit, let's roll one more
Yeah, might as well end this on a high note, yeah
I know you mine though
Yeah, it's getting late, why would you drive home?
Yeah, I know I said I don't do titles or labels
But you look good from every angle
I know you tired of the same old, the same old
Babe, why don't you slide?
Got so high, I don't know where the floor is
Yeah, 3.5, it straight from the florist
I be spending so much, I ain't gotta record it
Yeah, when you get like this you ain't gotta be cordial, yeah
Expensive whip, this bitch got horses
Yeah, and she so thick, might pay her courses
Yeah, if you say that shit you better enforce it
Tryna buy my mom a crib and pay all of the mortgage
We bringing weed wherever
Baby, the seats is leather
Recline that bitch so far
I can't even reach the lever
The reason shit don't feel the same, we on a different level
She keep saying I changed
I don't know what to tell you
Baby, my price high
They still booking it, my eyes low
I ain't overlooking shit, let's roll one more
Yeah, might as well end this on a high note, yeah
I know you mine though
Yeah, it's getting late, why would you drive home?
Yeah, I know I said I don't do titles or labels
But you look good from every angle
I know you tired of the same old, the same old
Babe, why don't you slide?
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Writer(s): Calvin Dickinson, Coye Sanders, Aidan Crotinger, Tkee, Ulv
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