[Intro]
You look red
[Chorus: Token]
Ayy, new whip, full garage, so I don’t know where to put it
Used to ride the bike to school, look how far I took it
Invite her in the whip and tell her buckle up and push it
High heel so long she can’t even fit her foot in
I showed the homies they can do the shit they thought they couldn’t (Yeah)
She said she got a show for me, I said, "How can I book it?"
Invite her in the whip and tell her buckle up and push it
High heel so long she can’t even fit her foot in (Yeah!)
[Verse 1: Token]
Get her at her crib but I ain’t going in the shit
I don’t commit but I’m the only one she co-dependent wit'
I only drink if under pressure from the life I’m told to live
My momma love me, when I’m outta town I let her hold the whip
Told the homie right before I wife it
I'ma fly her out to Hollywood to make sure she don’t like it
No, I don’t belong in Cali, just turns out I was invited
I’ll be heading back to Boston just to rock my Stony Island when its brick out
Studio sessions, stressin’, so many flows, don’t know what to pick out (Yeah)
I was under twenty-one getting in the club, didn’t want to stick out (Yeah)
Used to live in a traffic zone, was scared every time I inch out
Now I’m in the back of the cul-de-sac
Get a neighbor mad when I pulled the whip out
You look red
[Chorus: Token]
Ayy, new whip, full garage, so I don’t know where to put it
Used to ride the bike to school, look how far I took it
Invite her in the whip and tell her buckle up and push it
High heel so long she can’t even fit her foot in
I showed the homies they can do the shit they thought they couldn’t (Yeah)
She said she got a show for me, I said, "How can I book it?"
Invite her in the whip and tell her buckle up and push it
High heel so long she can’t even fit her foot in (Yeah!)
[Verse 1: Token]
Get her at her crib but I ain’t going in the shit
I don’t commit but I’m the only one she co-dependent wit'
I only drink if under pressure from the life I’m told to live
My momma love me, when I’m outta town I let her hold the whip
Told the homie right before I wife it
I'ma fly her out to Hollywood to make sure she don’t like it
No, I don’t belong in Cali, just turns out I was invited
I’ll be heading back to Boston just to rock my Stony Island when its brick out
Studio sessions, stressin’, so many flows, don’t know what to pick out (Yeah)
I was under twenty-one getting in the club, didn’t want to stick out (Yeah)
Used to live in a traffic zone, was scared every time I inch out
Now I’m in the back of the cul-de-sac
Get a neighbor mad when I pulled the whip out
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