The first rapper who buys a flying car
Gonna get me a flying car nikka
The bars my fellow animal, the bars
Just cop the vision hating not seeing me
open your eyes see the rims, iris all greenery
hater ass nikka wanna flex but he can't reach me
up in the air where ya bytch feeding me
grapes the color of my whip wings spreading freely
next to my nikkas fly first class seat peep the scene b
Walking and waiting Uber Lyft aggy copping pleas
feel the breeze from the exhaust play catch up and still lost