[Chorus]
She said, "Don, I wanna live this life forever"
Ride around town, big Draco, my umbrella
Yeah, ride around and it's cold
Ain't no cameras in the crib, baby, just keep that shit on the low

[Post-Chorus]
Ain't no cameras in the crib unless a n***a mix the Marni with the Rick
She like how I put that shit on, whoa, whoa, whoa
I'm the shit now, whoa, whoa, whoa

[Verse 1]
No, I'm not tryna be rude, baby, but these bitches, they coming in two, baby
I want a part of me, like, whoa, whoa, whoa
Check the call out, whoa, whoa, whoa, ooh-ooh
Now I'm getting hella love, like, whoa
Mass drugs every weekend, rich n***a lifestyle, woah
I have some demons, don't lеt them shits fuck with you, I'm like, "Tell mе something I ain't know"
Basically, I got a chrome heart, so I put that shit on my clothes
Out of town life, whoa, tell me if you gon' go
I ain't nun’ that you used to, I can boss your life up, whoa
Tell me something I ain't used to, show me something I ain't never shown
She need CPR, it's hard to breathe, got me catching my breath, she got me like, whoa, whoa
Body Bentley, whoa, cash, flip it, whoa
Nobu, poppin' doors, take my shit to go, go
N***as talking out of touch, TMZ
Ride around with a Drac', PND
I just pulled up with an 8, dee-dee-dee
Sound like that bitch got a stutter, dee-dee-dee
Notice how a n***a rock, Tommy Lee
Now my shit look like a rock, PnB
Had to reach out to all of my n***as
Get a bag, watch me double up, flip it up
Bitch, and I feel like a Don, my n***a
These Jeremy Scott wings got me flying, lil' n***a
That's your ho, why she follow a n***a?
That's your bitch, why she follow my n***as?
Brand new Trackhawk, speed racin'
Brand new Marni shoes, no laces
Girl, tattoo my government name
It's a whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, rubber band, bitch, I'm the rubber band man
I know you want me, you acting bipolar again
Uh, ayy, stop mo'fuckin' lying, I know you ain't sober again
Sober, sober, sober, sober, but fuck it
[Chorus]
She said, "Don, I wanna live this life forever" (Over, over, over)
Ride around town, big Draco, my umbrella (My umbrella-brella)
Yeah, ride around and it's cold
Ain't no cameras in the crib, baby, just keep that shit on the low (On the low)

[Verse 2]
I've been out like, hell yeah, hell yeah, these Rick Owen flip flops
Baby, like, "That's Rag3 Kidd", hell yeah, yeah, got this shit on gridlock (Whoa)
Why these bitches never act right? (Whoa)
All she wanted was that Ac' right? (Whoa)
In Colorado Springs that night, it's okay, on God

[Chorus]
She said, "Don, I wanna live this life forever" (Yeah, yeah, on God)
Round around town, big Draco, my umbrella (My umbrella-brella)
Yeah, ride around and it's cold
Ain't no cameras in the crib, baby, just keep that shit on the low (On the low)

[Post-Chorus]
Ain't no cameras in the crib unless a n***a mix the Marni with the Rick
She like how I put that shit on, whoa, whoa, whoa
I'm the shit now, whoa, whoa, whoa

[Outro]
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