Cruisin’ in the rarri, feel like matt hardy Sippin the Bacardi, now im speedin the gas up like mcarty I aint no mothafuckin joker but hey whats up harley Bitches trynna fuck me Like bitch fuck off me You aint want me You dont love me You just want my money, get that dirty bitch off me Cus she actin real funny, she just mad salty I didnt let her fuck me She never really missed me, all she did was hate me I been thinking lately, your love was just stuck from the past Uh, she fell in love wit it, she fell in love wit the gang you better come get her I got her beggin my name look at the dash, yeah