Can’t go bak Yeat

[Intro]:
Hey let’s go, yeah let’s go
Let’s go, lets go, let’s ride, let’s ride

[Hook]:
No hands hands up it’s just like a sticky mood
Dior shoes, suppressing my juice, I know that mood
Move ya head yuh up and down in that sticky mood
Bros double cupped, bloody bottoms not no Christian lou
I’m too high why you asking questions, really who is you
Oh my god, I took too many oxy's so I can taste the juice
Linked up with ya bitch I took a perc so I set the mood
Put a couple pointers in my necklace just to see it move

[Verse]:
I ain't saying shit so tell me who was asking
Point em out no no not now he wanna be passive
Bro can really do it to him he get to subtracting
And I'm talking about beep beep beep beep car just like in aston
Now I’m in a trackhawk and that shit got so much room in it
I just beat a lambo in a race. I was swift in it
I just put my dick up in her face feel like she is toothless
I just ate a oxy yeah for dinner cuz i'm ruthless
You just smoked a relo yeah for dinner cus you homeless
I want me baguettes, cinderella cuz they too lit
I cannot go back on none of this shit I said because it’s too real
I cannot go back on none of this shit Ideally because it’s too true