What, what, what, what
It's too many hoes inside this cockpit, where my pilot
What, I'm swervin' this bitch off course, I might need guidance
Ha, close my eyes when I'm drivin, feel like dying
AH-Ha, I feel like a dad, whoop yo' ass for all that lying
Shit's too funny, niggas keep failin' that mission, boy, stop tryin
High speed, neighbors keep callin' the cops, cause the beam keep sliding
F*ck puttin' that shit in they face like my shit private
F*ck whoopin' that lil' nigga ass, I don't do no fightin
Balenciaga joggers' shit to go sleep in it
Huh, I took her, give me that, then I go deep in it
Hear niggas talkin' bout team, it ain't no team, bitch, I'm dependent
Wavy I need vouge, swag so deep start a sea with it
She said, boy, you chose, but shawty, I know this is me in'it
Triple X, double B, twin said, no more, no less that's just how it be
Why you keep smilin, I just put a 10 on the teeth
It's too many hoes inside this cockpit, where my pilot
What, I'm swervin' this bitch off course, I might need guidance
Ha, close my eyes when I'm drivin, feel like dying
AH-Ha, I feel like a dad, whoop yo' ass for all that lying
Shit's too funny, niggas keep failin' that mission, boy, stop tryin
High speed, neighbors keep callin' the cops, cause the beam keep sliding
F*ck puttin' that shit in they face like my shit private
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What, what, what, what
It's too many hoes inside this cockpit, where my pilot
What, I'm swervin' this bitch off course, I might need guidance
Ha, close my eyes when I'm drivin, feel like dying
AH-Ha, I feel like a dad, whoop yo' ass for all that lying
Shit's too funny, niggas keep failin' that mission, boy, stop tryin
High speed, neighbors keep callin' the cops, cause the beam keep sliding
F*ck puttin' that shit in they face like my shit private
F*ck whoopin' that lil' nigga ass, I don't do no fightin
Balenciaga joggers' shit to go sleep in it
Huh, I took her, give me that, then I go deep in it
Hear niggas talkin' bout team, it ain't no team, bitch, I'm dependent
Wavy I need vouge, swag so deep start a sea with it
She said, boy, you chose, but shawty, I know this is me in'it
Triple X, double B, twin said, no more, no less that's just how it be
Why you keep smilin, I just put a 10 on the teeth
It's too many hoes inside this cockpit, where my pilot
What, I'm swervin' this bitch off course, I might need guidance
Ha, close my eyes when I'm drivin, feel like dying
AH-Ha, I feel like a dad, whoop yo' ass for all that lying
Shit's too funny, niggas keep failin' that mission, boy, stop tryin
High speed, neighbors keep callin' the cops, cause the beam keep sliding
F*ck puttin' that shit in they face like my shit private
It's too many hoes inside this cockpit, where my pilot
What, I'm swervin' this bitch off course, I might need guidance
Ha, close my eyes when I'm drivin, feel like dying
AH-Ha, I feel like a dad, whoop yo' ass for all that lying
Shit's too funny, niggas keep failin' that mission, boy, stop tryin
High speed, neighbors keep callin' the cops, cause the beam keep sliding
F*ck puttin' that shit in they face like my shit private
F*ck whoopin' that lil' nigga ass, I don't do no fightin
Balenciaga joggers' shit to go sleep in it
Huh, I took her, give me that, then I go deep in it
Hear niggas talkin' bout team, it ain't no team, bitch, I'm dependent
Wavy I need vouge, swag so deep start a sea with it
She said, boy, you chose, but shawty, I know this is me in'it
Triple X, double B, twin said, no more, no less that's just how it be
Why you keep smilin, I just put a 10 on the teeth
It's too many hoes inside this cockpit, where my pilot
What, I'm swervin' this bitch off course, I might need guidance
Ha, close my eyes when I'm drivin, feel like dying
AH-Ha, I feel like a dad, whoop yo' ass for all that lying
Shit's too funny, niggas keep failin' that mission, boy, stop tryin
High speed, neighbors keep callin' the cops, cause the beam keep sliding
F*ck puttin' that shit in they face like my shit private
Writer: Quincy Hargrove
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