[Intro] One time for the weed One time for the bitches who don't mind being called that It's love
[Verse 1] Privacy glass Down halfway, reflections cast On office buildings as I pass Bitch feeling some kind of way Sitting right next to me thinking 'bout what's next with me Intimidated by the playaness, ain't no how to say the shit she texted me Like \"When you tryna take it to the house?\" I'm like \"Baby girl, we can get to it right now\" Enough room in this red label, fold up them oak tray tables, get down Raise that dress up, oh you ain't got nothing on? You knew you was gon' fuck me, huh? Girls waiting on you so they all vexed at the crib Hit you with that 20 questions when they see you stepping out of this (What that is) privacy glass
[Hook] And I usually don't ride like this But lately I been on some whole other shit And I usually don't ride like this Privacy tinted, professionally driven
[Verse 2] Talking 'bout breakfast at a boat lunch Anchor the yacht, park them sports cars This shit ain't for them, this is all ours High off life, I'll die if I ever fall off Ho see that vision and know I ball Cause ain't no such thing as halfway Jets Impostor ass niggas is kicks, they Payless I'm baggage claim The driver hold a sign with my name, LAX This ain't no rental, I shipped it before I got here, ahead of time Now I'm blue Ferrari on the 405, redline Kush clouds, sunshine Good times, inspired these dope lines They stronger than coke, colder than froze Baby don't know if it's for her ears or for her nose Do what you feeling, they can't see us in here