Bend da Corner

How you hatin and ain't got a car?

I rock Rolex not a Audemar

Hit the corner and I'm slidin' off

My own shit what I'm vibin' off

Don't like the rap wit the cap in it

I Iike the shit with slap in it

Grindin' hard just to stack digits

My whole team we need black Bentleys

Ok, I'm grindin' on the wake up, never takin' pay cuts

Baby, I've been caked up since y'all was rockin' Jacobs

Certified swanga, need a house with acres

Drivin' up the road, cars wakin' up my neighbors

I bend the corner, Chanel my aroma

I need a freak to fuck me like I wanna

White interior look like it's coca, aye

Tennis chains, I don't do gold ropas, aye, uh, aye

Cruisin', aye, aye, aye

In two whips wrapped the same

I'm movin', swang, swang, swang

I'm too lit can't be safe

Sometimes I like to vibe and drive

Car talks have 'em all the time

Got some shit to get up off my mind

No destination, I just start and ride

It's kinda crazy how the stars align

Heavy pressure is hard applied

Since I've been rappin' still ain't charted high

But I still win 'cause this heart of mine, okay

I know my day comin', feel it in my stomach

Never touched a million but count grands by the hundreds

I went platinum, still ain't got the plaque, ain't that something?

When I drive these thoughts that cross my mind

I bend the corner, Chanel my aroma

I need a freak to fuck me like I wanna

White interior look like it's coca, aye

Tennis chains, I don't do gold ropas, aye, uh, aye

Cruisin', aye, aye, aye

In two whips wrapped the same

I'm movin', swang, swang, swang

I'm too lit can't be safe