She wanna come to the telly, she wanna fly
She wanna live a little, she wanna party
Private island, wanna be more than a fan
She bringin' all her friends, all her friends
Wanna feel alive again, she wanna
We outside, fuck it, let's get it outside
Give her the 411, give her the 411
Give her the 4, give her the 411
Give her the 411
Load up the spot, load up the spot
Her too, her too, her too, her too
Come on, her too
Yeah, rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', yeah
Rollin', rollin', I don't fly commercial
This Jesus went straight to the head
I'm in L.A. with some sticks from Atlanta
My young niggas ready to crash
I cracked the seal of that dirty Diana
She tell me she ready to smash
2019, I was fucked up, I told all my brother
Let's go get this cash
22-3, I just bust out my bitch a new business
She got her own badge
Four and outside, I just got out of surgery
Strawberry guts on the dash
It's her and her friends in the back
They know what it is when I'm back
Feel like a thief in the night
That hideaway spot in the nines
Can tell she a free buy sign
She told me don't open the blinds
The tat on her neck, it say rhyme
The Cartier's 2005
Won't feed them, but keep them alive
She said she with friends was a vibe
Give her the 411, give her the 411
Give her the 4, give her the 411
Give her the 411
Load up the spot, load up the spot
Her too, her too, her too, her too
Come on, her too, come on
Give her the 411
Give her the 411
Give her the 4, give her the 411
Give her the 411
Load up the spot, load up the spot
Her too, her too, her too, her too
Come on, her too, come on
She wanna come to the telly
She wanna fly
She wanna live a little
She wanna party
Private island
Wanna be more than a fan
She bringing all her friends
All her friends
Wanna feel alive again
She wanna be outside
Fuck it, let's get outside
Feeling cold?
I'm so cold
That's what we're documenting
Streets say you miss me
That's it, come on
Streets say you miss me