Lyrics
Chorus
Yeah, I'm in the Bentley truck like I'm in regalia
Yeah, she walk in with her friends like they in regalia
Ayy, I'm in control, I don't do what you tell ya'
Yeah, this the top, I can see everything from here
Verse 1
Yeah, ayy, she like me 'cause I'm bad, we just get out the trap
Told her, "You're comin' with me if I'm leavin' the trap"
She said, "Okay," and she jumped in the coupe, but it was matte black
She said, "I'll do whatever," she know I ain't gon' go fast
And she keep talkin' crazy, I don't know what you sayin'
She want to take my pictures with the flash on
She just wanna know who's got that bag on
She can't even see me 'cause I'm way up
Ayy, yeah, top drop, see my face in the coupe
I just be chillin', I can't even be stressed
We just came back from the crib, had to go get dressed
They tried to play us, but we never get stressed
Yeah, yeah
Chorus
Yeah, I'm in the Bentley truck like I'm in regalia
Yeah, she walk in with her friends like they in regalia
Ayy, I'm in control, I don't do what you tell ya'
Yeah, this the top, I can see everything from here
Yeah, I'm in the Bentley truck like I'm in regalia
Yeah, she walk in with her friends like they in regalia
Ayy, I'm in control, I don't do what you tell ya'
Yeah, this the top, I can see everything from here
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