Ice White Porsche

[Instrumental]

[Verse 1]

Okay

I got my eyes shut tight

In a Porsche panamara

Riding round town

Yea them cameras always flashing

I know that they can not stand us

You mad cos you can’t get your racks up

Cash up

Cash up

Cash up

I cash up

I cash up

I cash up

X2

(Verse 1)

Ay ay

What you saying

She feels tiny in the shower

Like I’m in 80s stop playing offer me

Gorgeous flawless honestly

Slaying on your knees

Looking up at me

Like you praying to me baby

Girl your body swaying like them palms trees in LA

Baby I’m so roofless  like them cars in Beverly

Hills drop top Porsche with front wheels

Louis Vuitton crop top she so ill

I’m so fucked wills

Bbbbaby what’s the deal

I got an angel with a heart of a demon

(?)

She don’t (?) she won’t leave it

(?)she just really need it

No stressin make it look easy

Her exes really tryna be me

Top it I’m aback with her secrets

No game See me when you see me

Track her under the car

Keep talking I know where you are

10 second phone call that’s enough

Location and a soldiers chart

Off topic fuck it I’m expressing

Perfection curse and a blessing

Unread message don’t text me

You don’t know shit about bexey

You don’t know shit about Bexey