Me and bro might hop out the 4×4 We don’t care about low with the mask and gloves Young bad boys, we’re the realest ones Got the bad B showin' the whole gang love Got more drinks than a bartender G, I can’t render when the vodka does No sleep, fuck up the rave right now 'Cah the girls all right, tryna fill this buzz Yo, got the girls all right, tryna fill this wave Never looked back when I saw that grave No face no case if you felt that brave I can’t lack, so I don’t take train And I can’t see bro, can you feel this pain? No stand up on the laughin' ones Tell her laugh on my back if the past in vain You don’t know me, but you know my face And the whole gang fly like a paper plane She loves the way I make her feel Told bro «Step on the gas, allay» Blue lights at the back of the car, no way But she loves the thrill You don’t know me, but you know my face (You don’t know me, but you know my face) And the whole gang fly like a paper plane She loves the way I make her feel Told bro «Step on the gasoline» (Told bro «Step on the gasoline») Blue lights at the back of the car, no way But she loves the thrill (But she loves the thrill, the thrill) I got English girls and the Irish ones G, I got more than 3×2 Bad girls try show love to the crew Then back their bumper, see, they half get rude And my bro got packs as He’s wrappin' up food like he’s boxin' shoes No cap rap, I’m a humble dude But bro, he gets loose when the opps try move I got lost in my brain back then Had to tame my pen, and the pad gets fried Got no time for no vacant friends I don’t care about them, for my bros, I’ll ride He got napped when he thought he trialed And porky pies, I don’t fuck with lies I’m straight back in my feelings 'Cuz yeah, I love this bud till the day I die You don’t know me, but you know my face And the whole gang fly like a paper plane She loves the way I make her feel Told bro «Step on the gas, allay» Blue lights at the back of the car, no way But she loves the thrill You don’t know me, but you know my face (You don’t know me, but you know my face) And the whole gang fly like a paper plane She loves the way I make her feel Told bro «Step on the gasoline» (Told bro «Step on the gasoline») Blue lights at the back of the car, no way But she loves the thrill (But she loves the thrill, the thrill, but she loves the thrill)