Tricolor

The early chapters of my book included bus passes

Now it's tire traction off like fuck crashes, ask him how?

Insurance higher than the lease bill, run flats when the feet peel

Fish tail, the boy eats meals, tummy ache from my cheap thrills

Granny hug the way the seat feel, on the left turn, leave the neck burned

From the frost bit links, size of an earth worm, wasted on last check earned

I'm, expecting this so it ain't odd, two 5's on the paint job, lactose, wide body, fat ghost

Grannys watch over me when I act slow, rev till I plateau

Keys sorted on the hip, Jeff Gordon is his mind, life's forza on the strip

Switch gears like I take breaths, wish I had 8

Left 6 got skipped, went to 7th from the 5th

More advance than your average,

I like coupes, two shit

When my friends pull up, stops turn into a pageant

But until I get that Enzo, its chapter uno

But I know what that bus pass turned into, it's magic