Poet

[Chorus]

Ridin' 'round in my old whip

Used to drive that thing like I stole it

I control the drop while you roll it

12 pull us over, you'll hold it

You the coldest girl out the North, yeah

You the hottest girl and you know it

I might just let you pour it for real, yeah

[Bridge]

Ah, yeah, got a little trip

Got it real, ridin' really real

Ridin' round, trynna make a mil', yeah

[Verse]

Man I woke up up in the middle of the night

And just fillin' up my backwood all up

As many extendos as possible

Money, money alcohol pussy weed

Everything on me weed and the lab-anos

Got the diam-anos, angelos

You get it vámonos

I gotta' know

One thing about you, I'm finna' menage you

You still give me time yeah you know, massage you

You might make me hide you, but

How you can but you know that you winnin'

You know what you wearin'

The pot and to piss in

You know when you in it

Come with more hydro and NyQuil

More Xan than a Bicycle, you know that I roll it

Roll it you I'm rollin'  my pollie holdin' from my coaches

Niggas know I remote control it

Money, fuck it, I need money homie

Got that money comin' in, out at the spot

Got it hot, on lock as approaches

Hop in my whip we get coast it, yeahhh

[Bridge]

Ah, yeah, got a little trip

Got it real, ridin' really real

Ridin' round, trynna make a mil'

[Chorus]

Ridin' 'round in my old whip

Used to drive that thing like I stole it

I control the drop while you roll it

12 pull us over, you'll hold it

You the coldest girl out the North, yeah

You the hottest girl and you know it

I might just let you pour it for real, yeah

[Instrumental Outro]