YSL BLACK OPIUM

[Intro]
Yeah, whip on the road but I'm not the driver (Whip on the road but I'm not the driver; Turn me up, Lush-shyyy)
Yeah, whip on the road but I'm not the driver (Skrrt)

[Chorus]
Whip on the road but I'm not the driver
She wanna fuck and I'm right behind her
Two tone, two tone, Maybach sliding (Yeah)
Got two Glocks, hit you in the spinal (Yeah)
We 2Pac, nigga, check they vitals (Yeah)
My pornstar bitch, she going viral (Yeah)
I put that pussy in a spiral (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
I push that pshh and hit ur taco
My bitch she go wherever I go
I'm in the trap with Mexicanos
He send 'em pounds, shout out my vato (Yeah)
I send that blitz, they on that pronto (Yeah)
We get up with you, then it's final (Yeah)
You try to run, bitch, they gon' find you (Yeah)
Red beams on Glock, bitch, they might blind you (Yeah)
I might go into hiatus
Pushing base like it's the 80's
I'm on the stove, I whip the baby
My bitch kissing girls just like she Katie
She like my songs, she like my cadence
Black opium, she like my fragrance
Don't run, don't trip lace up your k-Swiss (Yeah)
I steal your shoes, take off your ASICS
I get that bag, then back to basics
In Neimans, I don't shop at Macy's
I play guitar, ho, like Steve Lacy
Can't see these niggas, I might need LASIK (Yeah)
I got some swag you not replacin' (Yeah)
She suck my dick for Dona placements (Yeah)
In different lane, we not adjacent (Yeah)

[Bridge]
(Turn me, Turn me up, Lush-shyyy)
Yeah

[Verse 2]
I just went up, whole new level
Slime jehova might just bless you
Bitch, you lucky if I text you
Chop binary, my bitch bisexual
Bitch, keep talking, don't want lecture
Italian leather, feel the texture
I'm heavy weight, these niggas feather (Okay)
.556 get hot like pepper
I'm hot sauce jr. Bear 1 nephew (Wait)
All the hoes at the show like, "Can I neck you?" (Yeah)
Need the backend first, like, bring my check boo (Yeah)
She ate the dick real quick, I call that fast food (Yeah)
Don't know your ass then I might tax you
Yeah, freaky lil' ho tryna lick my tattoos
I go nuts, not talkin cashews
I love my family, but you know cash rules
I flex on the ho like I know dance moves (Turn me up, Lush-shyyy)
She bounce on the dick just like she prancer
Bring the ho to the Chi', she from Atlanta

[Chorus]
Whip on the road but I'm not the driver (Ooh)
She wanna fuck and I'm right behind her (Ooh)
Two tone, two tone, Maybach sliding (Yeah; Ooh)
Got two Glocks, hit you in the spinal (Yeah)
We 2Pac, nigga, check they vitals
My pornstar bitch, she going viral
I put that pussy in a spiral