Yeah, yeahThe way that I'm driving this WraithThey about to put me on suicide watchCan't choose what color I'm feeling todayThank God it's a two-tone watchHell, like what I'm doing, it probably a setBut it ain't never do somebodyMy big brother like Marshawn LynchHe'll run through somebody***, it caught me on a bad dayHoes so perfect, it ruined my headspaceThe driver go straight to the staircaseHow could I ever be late to the airplane?These Japanese garments is handmadeWhole body covered in *** that I can't sayI take the Benz to the fast laneI cannot help but feel something like BatmanBut he can go ahead and crash outSoon as he find me, let's see how it pan outThis challenge is tearing up as farPops on the tracks, I'm wrapping my ass offThat bitch, he telling some ass offHe don't do nothing but act tough on camerasI probably could share what I care aboutI'm just afraid that you won't understand itMe and some random attendants are studying in publicBut the flight's a surprisePedal to middle, butHey, let's goLast time I drive, she come to my license plateYeah, I make the whole trap jump right nowLike a motherfuckin' parlay heelYeah, I'm losing my head, but I'm holding it downYou shouldn't get started with meThe way that I'm driving this WraithThey about to put me on suicide watchCan't choose what color I'm feeling todayThank God it's a two-tone watchHell, like what I'm doing here, probably a setBut he'll never do somebodyMy big brother like Marshawn LynchHe'll run through somebodyBut he'll never do somebodyMy big brother like Marshawn Lynch