ridin' 'round and my car's low
i feel like i hit the lotto
i'm ridin' 'round and my girl's high
we're ridin' 'round just to get by
i don't got reason to lie
i don't need you to survive
you don't gotta say it cause i know that you don't like me
you and all your friends can open wide
i know i'm some shit and i'm cool with it
don't come and share your dialect
ridin' 'round your city like the cops now
cause there's no way that we're gonna stop now
but i used to count change
on the counter at the grocery store
now his face is looking kinda flustered
he didn't know that i was my own hustler
i'll fuck you worse then take off to japan
think that i couldn't cross the street without holdin' his hand
and that if he did his dirt he'd get off with a reprimand
now we're ridin' 'round your city with the top down
ridin' 'round your city like the cops now
ridin' 'round your city with the top down
cause my passenger is pretty