100 on the dash get me close to God

P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah

I come alive in the fall time, I

You talking money, need a hearing aid

House so empty, need a centerpiece

Cut that ivory into skinny pieces

Girls get loose when they hear this song

Made your whole year in a week too, yah

Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish

Coming for the king, that's a far cry, I

Legend of the fall took the year like a bandit

All red Lamb' just to tease you, ah

Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby

Side bitch out of your league too, ah

None of these toys on lease too, ah

You talking 'bout me, I don't see a shade

We don't pray for love, we just pray for cars

Every day a nigga try to test me, ah

Let a nigga Brad Pitt

Then she clean it with her face but I love my baby

I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah

Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah

Star Trek groove in that Wraith of Khan

Every day a nigga try to end me, ah

I'm a motherfucking Starboy