Don't you worry I'll be home late
I'm just filling up my gas tank
Know that life is like a slow race
So I'm swerving in my own lane
Don't you cross her boy she holy
Louis walking with my soul mate
Bmw it's a I8
Mixin' up the game like Pyrex
Pull up with yo squad that's an odd flex
My team get checks like Arenas
Remembered for my offense I got defense
And you know that the best end is the West-end
How I ball out all 4 seasons
Meet me at the hotel for different reasons
Won't touch Maserati nah that's basic
I Just run up the bands and I look up Amen
Don't you worry I'll be home late
I'm just filling up my gas tank
Know that life is like a slow race and
So I'm swerving in my own lane