Gas Station Run E

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy You know Bouncin' out at the gas station and shit Lambos and 'Raris We can't make this shit up nigga, yaw mean? Cardo, what's happenin'? Into the late night, straight up Numbers, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Fifty on three, ninety one when I'm pumpin' It's Friday night, and the blade is jumpin' She put it in my hand now I'm smokin' and I'm thumbin' If she ain't cashin' out then she gotta do somethin' Bounced out, parking lot pimp, motor runnin' Somthin' on me chunky, 'case a nigga try somethin' I'on't give a fuck about your motherfuckin' politics Get up off your ass lil' nigga make somethin' Money on my motherfuckin' mind while I'm slidin' Cardo hit my phone like, "Larry when we drivin'?" I said, "Off top, hit the left, perfect timin'" I was in the Gold Club in the city, rockin' diamonds Locked eyes with her, and I knocked fasho Said she just like to dance she don't like to ho I said cool, take a nigga number and hit me The next week she was slidin' in my black six fifty What's happenin'? You know I'm sayin' Money counters and shit, doin' numbers, yeah Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (good job) Late night cruisin' you know I mean? Somethin' wet with me too (yes, Lord) And you know she gon' do numbers nigga (good job) Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy I was just gon' do one verse But fuck it, I hit this weed I'm in LA with Snoop, Texas with Bun B. Screamin' R.I.P. Pimp C I'm a fresh ass nigga with a whole lotta game Goyard backpack, hoppin' off the plane If I'on't do nothin', bitch, I'ma get paid Hold on, let me wipe the dust off my shades Movin' groovin' dippin' slidin' What a time, but I'm gettin' head on a island You're beautiful, gorgeous, ooh, stylin' (ayy, ayy, ayy) Ooh, back shots, hoo, wylin' One whip, two whip, three, can't decide Hold on, wood grain wheel when I'm ridin' (ridin') Don't check me bitch check that mileage (mileage) Certified Mack in this motherfucka vibin' What's happenin'? Yeah Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Touch screen toasters and shit (Good job Larry, you've done good) You know that's regular and shit, yah mean? Told that bitch whip it up quick, yah mean? I got shit to do Ayy, ayy, ayy Numbers, with yo' sexy ass Know I love it when you do that (good job) Numbers Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Yee-hee, Cardo Ayy, ayy, ayy Into the late night into the late night Yeah, uh, shh, shh What's happenin', yee-hee TFM, yes Lord, yeah, shh, shh, shh I'ma keep all that