[Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.]
So I ride, I lean, I crawl
Do it better than them all
Let the road be my guide
As I glide in candy cars
Underneath the moon and the stars
[Verse 1: Big KRIT]
Yeah, my digital dash
As I mash on the gas, don't know where I'm going fast, but I'm going there
Stop at the club, forever sure it's some hoes in there
Shaking they ass, looking for players with dough to share, but that ain't me though
Before I trick on a bust-it baby, I'm outta the door
If you are looking for saving, shawty, I'm not your hero
More like a guide
I can take you where you wanna, just look in my eyes
Like you supposed to, cold enough to froze ya
Talking bout that pimping you already been exposed to
Far from being sober, let's travel into space
While puffing on this Yoda, glowing like a lightsaber
Doing what the grownups do
Be grateful that this game was bestowed upon to you
Those backstabbing betrayers, advise, don't listen to
Cause they front, but they don't, do what I do
Cause they will never ever be pimps
[Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.]
So I ride, I lean, I crawl
Do it better than them all
Let the road be my guide
As I glide in candy cars
Underneath the moon and the stars
[Verse 2: Killa Kyleon]
Laid back on that butterscotch, got my paint lookin' peppermint
Pull up pacing on pokers, puffin' that purple it's evident
Smell the scent, I can see the moon and the stars through my Evidence
Louie V, don't see haters, no focus, cause they irrelevant
Comin' thru like the president, wave at my boppers n droppers
I let my trunk do the jump n they flag us down n they stop us
Flock us like Waka, like tv shows, they watch us, you see these hoes?
Mesmerized like Khalifa, pulled up in a slab, do you see these fours?
This ain't no Taaka, this purple drink. Do you see me pour?
And my cup got them double stacks like that X/do u see me roll?
Paint wet like it's aroused,So high i can kiss the clouds
I roll up them sour flowers and smoke till I'm lookin Yao
I'm stuck on this country shit, I'm southern just like the college
Neck bones, cornbread, candy yams, and my greens collard
Crawlin just like a toddler, Pradas pushin' them pedals down
Jackers keep me in Magneto mode, I keep that medal 'round
[Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.]
So I ride, I lean, I crawl
Do it better than them all
Let the road be my guide
As I glide in candy cars
Underneath the moon and the stars
[Verse 3: Curren$y]
I be obliged if you stepped outside, smokin' that bum ass shit
Bitch, you get no play in this ride
Butter soft high, they built many 'vettes after mine
But I think they did it best in '89
Idlinh at the red light, mindin' my business
Holdin' my weed low, with a slight crack in my windows
Playin' all three of my mirrors, I ain't nervous
But I'm certain that them devils tryin' to get me, cause I'm swervin'
Bangin' curbs, and they can't stand to see me with it
But it don't stop just provoke me more to drop my top
Now I be planetarium status, flickin' ashes in the big dipper
You ain't as high as me, mister
Eye screwin' your sista' from a fifty foot distance
Now she missin' caught up in a twister, Tropicana
Pour me up a glass of tang
Roll up some of that NASA, mane, yessir
[Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.]
So I ride, I lean, I crawl
Do it better than them all
Let the road be my guide
As I glide in candy cars
Underneath the moon and the stars
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