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I'm ridin' all night without crashin' I'm ridin' all night with a bad bitch I just wanna get up on my mattress She wanna pop a pill, it feel like magic, yeah She be wantin' molly, not no aspirin I got plenty molly, not no aspirin She wanna make love 'cause I'm a savage, yeah She know I carry mad sticks and my niggas pack bricks I remember days from that Chevy and that BOA My youngin's for that cash, they had to get away She like when she suckin', when she f*ckin', when she on go I be feeling fresh, feeling hot when I'm in the booth Sippin' on that Dom Péri, with me it's very scary I'll put a nigga in the cemetery I pull up with the guns, like the military I can't show no lovе, don't fuck with February I'm ridin' in New York inside my Mulsannе Big body, I'm taking up the two lanes I'm riding with your thottie, she gon' do things She gon' eat me up, just like the food chain I got the suicides, I got the Hellcat I'm chilling in my mansion, and my crib brand new She be like, "Ain't nobody do it like you," oh, oh