[ Featuring Pilotkid ]
I could break a levee with these diamonds
Watch em shimmy, Johnny Cueto how they throwing off the timing
Jacket goose-infused, velvet in the lining
Probably sacrilegious all the materials I'm combining
All this fine dining got my palate refining but Red Snapper lemon pepper got real estate in my mental
The upholstery Tuscan leather essential
The turbo switch on the dash got me torching the residential
I wrap my wrist with a towel, the Tourneau on it torrential
The plug identity confidential
Remember them late nights when the pressure built in my temples
Gripping pencil I figured that my ascent was eventual
I don't know the destination but I know the feel
Muscle memory how I control the wheel
Bodybuilder Bentley tear the street up like it's Cloverfield
Wocky in my brother cup, he can't afford a soda spill
I don't know the destination but I know the feel
Muscle memory how I control the wheel
Bodybuilder Bentley tear the street up like it's Cloverfield
Wocky in my brother cup, he can't afford a soda spill
I'm at RPM, carefully crafting a manifesto
Ravioli lookin like Michael Phelps in the pesto
It's not on the menu, I'm cool with paying the extra
Carats hit the cutlery, conjure a different spectrum
Pinky ring turning my plate to the Mississippi
Need some extra napkins, the server dispatch em quickly
Saunter out the spot and the valet go get the whippy
Glad I wore the baby blue beetle shell, weather got kinda nippy
Two things I keep are a bankroll and my composure
It's crazy how I can smoke out the booth completely sober
So far ahead of the pack I can't see em by looking over my shoulder
It's so much distance between us all I can hear is my motor
Press a button, cut the engine
Take a break, fill the tank, stretch my ligaments, tendons
Recharge then I'm back on road
Lap these muhuf*ckas when I get in mode
I don't know the destination but I know the feel
Muscle memory how I control the wheel
Bodybuilder Bentley tear the street up like it's Cloverfield
Wocky in my brother cup, he can't afford a soda spill
I don't know the destination but I know the feel
Muscle memory how I control the wheel
Bodybuilder Bentley tear the street up like it's Cloverfield
Wocky in my brother cup, he can't afford a soda spill
