Ferrari & Party Boss Beezy

[Produced by TBE On Da Track]

[Intro]
Woop!

[Chorus]
Pull up to the party, hop out a 'Rari, I'm on them drug, drug, drugs (SKRRR-T)
The ladies, they love me, like my demeanor, they show me love, love, love
I might her a beamer, in a two-seater, we hit the club, club, club
Why she move like a diva?, smoking sativa, I got the bud, bud, bud
I might hop out a 'Rari (hop out a 'Rari), I'm on them drug, drug, drugs
They love my demeanor (love my demeanor), they show me love, love, love
I might buy her a beamer (buy her a beamer), we hit the club, club, club
She move like a diva (move like a diva), I got the bud, bud, bud

[Verse 1]
I'm on the grind, ho, I've been in jail like too many times (too many times)
Too many times, I think about killin' shit, murder my mind (murder my mind)
I was stuck in the trap, I got my ass, yeah, I had to grind (I had to grind)
I got a Mac and I took a strap with my lil' .9 (bang)
We were stuck in the hood, seen niggas get hit up like too many times (too many times)
I ain't never say nothin', I'm askin' my lawyer like all of the time (shhh)
I remember the times, I had to do time, but it wasn't mine (it wasn't mine)
Guess who come in the streets in order to shine, I gotta get mine
Yeah, my niggas gon' slide (slide), right on the late night tip
Even if I was down (if I was down), you couldn't take my bitch
Niggas listen, my music, back in the day, these niggas ain't play my shit
I pull up to the jeweler just for some ice, 'cause I had to flex my wrist