Ferrari Young Thug

[Intro]
Yeah, uh
Yeah, slatt

[Chorus]
Ferra, Ferrari the sofa, Ferra, Ferrari the sofa (Yeah, skrrt)
I drive the Maybach like a chauffeur, I'm whippin' that bitch like a chauffeur (Skrrt)
Bentley coupes and Rovers, pass that bitch the Rover
Bentley coupes and Rovers, none of these niggas can roll with us (Uh, yeah)
My diamonds, they wet up and none of these niggas can roll with us (Uh, yeah)
Way too many with us, none of these hoes can roll with us
Bitch, I'm a diamond district (Me)
I got some diamonds with me (Woah)
I got some slimers with me (Woah, yeah, slime, slime)

[Verse 1]
Bitch, hol' up, Backwood, roll up
Shut up, bet up, the cross, they tryna nail us
'Shroom, they will get 'em (Yeah)
Bread in [?] (Yeah)
I'm a kidnapper (Yeah)
Bankroll slapper (Yeah)
Bentley drop top, ran 'round seein' myself
Ain't even worried 'bout them
I'm tearin' up with myself
Oxycontin in my system
Ain't tryna blur out nothin'
I ain't gettin' scared 'bout nothin'
I ain't even care 'bout nothin'
I need detox, let me see somethin'
I need your love one more time
On her knees for some
I invested in this ho 'cause I'ma pimp son
You already know it