I pull up in a brand new whip, with a new exhausting shit Right with a brand new kit, I got sauce on my wrist Don’t touch me nigga, you do not exist I’m back on my shit, on some brand new shit
I pull up in a brand new whip, with a new exhausting shit Right with a brand new kit, I got sauce on my wrist Don’t touch me nigga, you do not exist I’m back on my shit, on some brand new shit