Testo di CracksInTheRoad

I ain't at the club I ain't at the bar Bitch I'm in the streets Sliding wit' the doors ajar Roof back and I'm flying Blunt lit now I'm higher Hanging out the fuckin' window Screaming something like a siren Artifacts look Mayan Fresh rip, I'm flying Bitch I'm always buying Always slowly dying Berries in the backyard Apples in the front Got some oranges in the sideyard Pick just what she want Bitch I'm spittin' out the seeds Feel the grass on my feet (Ho I'm) laying in the clouds, lookin' up at the sea Bitch I'm popping like a trunk, in the middle of the summer In a parking lot bumpin' See the trunk get to thumpin' All these bitches know it's me They see me with the team They know it's fuckin' Sesh Wait, wait, wait, ride Wait, wait, wait, slide Wait, wait, wait, ride Wait, wait, wait, slide (Slide, slide)