New year
So I guess it's new friends
Maybe I'm the reason
Why I got these loose ends
Nothing ever last
So it's f*ck your two cents
And I'm banging on these dimes
Like I got two tens
In the back now
Yeah I'm back now
Never back down
Hooks hitting
Like Pacquiao
I don't know how you found me
But I'm glad you did
So just roll down window
And just cruise a bit
Riding In my F1
In my F1, F1
F150
Flying by
You'll never see me
Same silver hoops
Head tucked up in a beanie
Pockets on broke
Eyes on stuck dreamy
In my F1
Got to see it
To believe me
Bitch
Riding In my F1
In my F1, F1
F150