[Intro]

And your girl a renegade

You cannot control her, she don't wanna be saved

Uh

[Chorus]

And it's all fucked up, and your girl a renegade

You cannot control her, she don't wanna be saved

When the cars rolled up, you could tell who gettin' paid

And we all grown up, baby, ain't nobody playin'

Is you gon' win or what what? When the doors open up

They look broke and I'm smokin', still rollin' more up

Here's a toast to the coldest who rose me as such

Bitch I'm right next to you, but I can't be touched

[Verse 1]

And I might be

Underneath the stars, smoking in the back seat

Thoughts running through my mind likе a track meet

Tell the driver hit a lеft, take a back street

Cover my tracks like I think somebody after me

My girl be saying that I'm paranoid actually

But I just laugh if off casually

Whole time with your ho mind, won't know the half of it

Acting like you got it but there's a hole in your bag

And your cash gone

Yeah, that run didn't last long

If you're trill you can bounce back and mash on

Ask yourself if you that strong

If not, you should probably leave the game alone

[Chorus]

And it's all fucked up and your girl a renegade

You cannot control her, she don't wanna be saved

When the cars rolled up, you could tell who gettin' paid

And we all grown up, baby, ain't nobody playin'

Is you gon' win or what what? When the doors open up

They look broke and I'm smokin', still rollin' more up

Here's a toast to the coldest who rose me as such

Bitch, I'm right next to you, but I can't be touched

[Verse 2]

Underneath the stars in the backse—

Tell the— hit a left at the back street

Cover my tracks like I think somebody after me

My girl say I'm paranoid actually

I just laugh it off casually

Don't know the half of it

Acting like you got it all, but there's a hole in your bag, yeah

[Chorus ]

And it's all fucked up and your girl a renegade

You cannot control her, she don't wanna be saved (Underneath the stars in the back—)

When the cars rolled up, you could tell who gettin' paid

And we all grown up, baby, ain't nobody playin'

Is you gon' win or what what? When the doors open up

They look broke and I'm smokin', still rollin' more up

Here's a toast to the coldest who rose me as such

Bitch, I'm right next to you and I can't be touched, yeah

[Outro]

Chevys on switches

I said, we smoking weed in it, don't post me in your pictures

If you can keep a secret we can always—

Rule number one don't talk about me— uh

Solid