Make It Back Home

Hop in a rari and we swervin' lanes
Going so fast and we go insane
Baby can you tell me why you're giving me this pain

Hop in, what's up, let's go
Swervin' in my zone, swervin' in my zone
No time, baby, let's go
Hope we make it back home

Hope we make it back home
On the Hennessy, now we floatin' like a boat
I don't even know why I'm feeling so low
Pull up in a rari, got me feeling like a goat

Feeling so low, cause I ride it solo
Need nobody, I'ma do it all alone
Need no fakes, get the hell out my zone
Don't need nobody to ring on my phone

Why arе you girls so obsessed?
Sending all your girls that stupid littlе text
Yeah, I know it's a group chat
Where you talking all this shit and you talking all that smack

Girl, I don't really give a fuck
Get the fuck out of my Instagram, girl
Huh, what the fuck are you doing?
Why you acting so fucking stupid?

Yeah, when I pull up, rollie flooded full up
It's a vibe, baby, let's cook up
I'm a star, yeah, you can look it up
Oh my God, yeah, you a superstar

I'm like, yeah, what you wanna do tonight?
She said, uh, maybe we can wine and dine?
I'm like, uh, how about you come to mine?
She said, ha, how the hell you read my mind?

You been thinking high, I been thinking low
We been thinking bout all the cities we can go
Tokyo or Rome, Karachi or Köln
Doesn't really matter when I'm calling it my home

Calling it my city, cause it's really where I'm from
When I hit the town, I just drop in a like a bomb
Make another song, yeah, smoking off a bong
Fizzy on the call, while she choking on my long
Yeah, she sucking on my long