(DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh)
Watching Wolf of Wall Street (wall street)
'Til I fall asleep
Turn my phones off
'Cause the broad keep pressing me
Tryna convince me she all for me
But that's all G
And I know my ABC's
So honey you can get the F with the S-H-I-T (S-H-I-T)
Had to call my homie DJ Fresh for that
Hard to describe beats
Shit sound like we in the clouds
Shit sound like something we could see
The merger was complete now we surfing in the street
Motion like my young gangster homies from the deep
Sun roof open this the moment I wish I could freeze
Keep it forever but f- it
We'll wake up and make tomorrow better (yeah, yeah)
And won't you drive this car for me?
I'ma run in the spot, pick up some money
Ay, and won't you drive this car for me
I'ma run in the spot, pick up some money
And won't you drive this car for me
I'ma run in the spot, pick up some money
Ayy, yeah, ayy
Uh
We can make tomorrow better (make tomorrow better)
Run me by this office building
Pick these checks up
Into the night, feeling quite electric
Like a Tesla from upstairs with my key fob
I started my Corvette up in a downtown garage
Major label big
But always underground
Executive niggas get jumpin' when I come around
Industry puppets know I don't f- with 'em
They f- clowns
They was never down
Can't believe we operating
Grown to the point that we are now
And they wanna get involved somehow, but it ain't my style
(It ain't my style, it ain't my style, nah)
And won't you drive this car for me?
I'ma run in the spot, pick up some money
Ayy, and won't you drive this car for me?
I'ma run in the spot, pick up some money
And won't you drive this car for me?
I'ma run in the spot, pick up some money