Bitch I'm riding through that dark
Red beam on me, Tony Stark
Stole your bitch, took her heart
I got bags, body parts
I get the money, I am not not playing
Talk all that shit, I get to spraying
Finna run and fuck up them bands
Running your mouth, get hit with that blam
Tokyo drift (Tokyo drift)
Fuckin your bitch (fucking your bitch)
She throwing it back (she throwing it back)
She doing the splits (she doing the splits)
Ice on my neck, ice on my Patek
Run up on me, get hit with that static
Red dot, it come with a gadget
Yo bitch, she being dramatic
I'm in love with the shape of her figure
But she's in love with the pure white powder
Sometimes I wake up, I feel a little bit sour
Then I pop a pill, and I got superpowers
Bitch I'm riding through that dark
Red beam on me, Tony Stark
Stole your bitch, took her heart
I got bags, body parts
I get the money, I am not not playing
Talk all that shit, I get to spraying
Finna run, and fuck up them bands
Running your mouth, get hit with that blam
Huh, yeah, these dimes wet as fuck, but they still cum for me (huh)
They still blinding me, and you just keep reminding me
Gun flash inside that bitch, make that bitch so hard to see
Don't speak on certain shit,, huh, especially if you don't know me
From the deep, huh, pull up, shoot like Kobe (huh)
Slow down girl, you don't cross your boundary
If I ain't have no money, you probably wouldn't roll with me
Just like a bomb, you ain't even wanna be close to me
Uh, yeah
But now I know
Now I know
Yeah
Bitch I'm riding through that dark
Red beam on me, Tony Stark
Stole your bitch, took her heart
I got bags, body parts
I get the money, I am not not playing
Talk all that shit, I get to spraying
Finna run and fuck up them bands
Running your mouth, get hit with that blam
Put a choppa to your brain
Cause you know, you in my range
Shake that ass up in my face
You know I got expensive taste
Put that wop up in my drink
Now I'm swerving in my lane
She got me numb like novocaine
I really came into the game
Out of line, out of line (out of line)
Got me running out of time (out of time)
Said you're fine, said you're fine
But I can't get you off my mind
I can't get you off my mind
No, I can't get you off my mind
Bitch I'm riding through that dark
Red beam on me, Tony Stark
Stole your bitch, took her heart
I got bags, body parts
I get the money, I am not not playing
Talk all that shit, I get to spraying
Finna run and fuck up them bands
Running your mouth, get hit with that blam