Drive by

[Intro]
Can't get you off of my, out of my mind
I'm saying stop playing, girl, you out of line
Couldn't erase these feelings even if I tried
You stay on my mind (Armani, this shit stuey, boy)

[Chorus]
Ayy, you stay on my mind
I gotta keep my weapon by my side, can't rob me out my life
I can't hide these feelings if I tried 'cause I stay thinking 'bout you
Like I can't be without you, she like, "Come home 'cause I can't sleep without you" (She crazy)
Tuck your gleek before you leave 'cause I can't leave without you
Won't let 'em smoke me, I'm a stepper and the opps could vouch it (And the opps could vouch it)
Matter of fact, don't ask 'em 'bout them skits 'cause they gon' lie about it ('Cause they gon' lie)
Ain't shooting out the load, every skit, bitch, we hopping out it

[Verse]
Can't get this bitch off my mind, I swear this shit is crazy
I'm a thug, don't be misunderstood, I'm a champion, nigga (I'm a champion, nigga)
But something 'bout lil' baby drive me crazy, got me feeling different (It got me feeling different)
I can't never vibe with these hoes but I'm feeling this one (But I'm feeling this one)
If this bitch play with my heart then I'm killing this one (Then I'ma kill this one)
Kinda abusive 'bout my love like I'm O.J. Simpson
Palm Angels mixed with PURPLE jeans, bitches think I'm pimping (Bitches think I'm pimping)
Might cash out on [?], the homies say I'm simping
Fuck around and get this bitch tatted, the homies say I'm tripping (The homies say I'm tripping)
Nigga, the homies say I'm tripping
Palm Angels mixed with PURPLE—uh, bitches think I'm pimping
Fuck around and get this bitch—uh, the homies say I'm tripping

[Chorus]
Ayy, you stay on my mind
I gotta keep my weapon by my side, can't rob me out my life
I can't hide these feelings if I tried 'cause I stay thinking 'bout you
Like I can't be without you, she like, "Come home 'cause I can't sleep without you" (She crazy)
Tuck your gleek before you leave 'cause I can't leave without you
Won't let 'em smoke me, I'm a stepper and the opps could vouch it (And the opps could vouch it)
Matter of fact, don't ask 'em 'bout them skits 'cause they gon' lie about it ('Cause they gon' lie)
Ain't shooting out the load, every skit, bitch, we hopping out it