Your Favorite Mess
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Ran out of gas
Even though we passed
Like 4 BP's on the way here
Explicame
I could lie
And tell you my pocket's dry
But literally, I was being v, v cheap
(And I may have forgot my purse at home)
I can spend a bag on bag
Cruisin in a lemon or a lac
Don't really care about cars
All I really know is the fact
That I want a lot for for a little bit
Just a little bit
I want it all or a hell of a lot of it
(I want a brand new car for $4 and no miles on it)
I'm your favorite mess that you can't clean up
And I'm your favorite stress that you've learned to love
And we whippin' and whippin' and whippin'
Crusin on the west side, sippin
Sippin on boxed wine
Venti
Goin loco on the Lokos
Head hanchos
Surfing that sofa, dreamin
Fashion model wannabe
Iconic, come for me
Haters, tragedy
If I run up keep that same energy
Said he want a girl with a fat ass and a bad attitude
Well, guess I'm 2 for 2
Checkin for me, guessin how I do what I do
Look back at it, wonder why I'm so damn rude
If I say gun it, we gun it
If I say run it, we run it
Zoom
If say I coming through, make room
But nigga who filled the tank up, though?
I'm your favorite mess that you can't clean up
(Like, how we chasin' dreams and the tank empty?)
And I'm your favorite stress that you've learned to love
(Bein' a bad bitch only gets me so far, dawg)
And we whippin' and whippin' and whippin'
With no gas, with no gas, with no gas money
Whippin' and whippin' and whippin'
With no gas money, with no gas money
No thoughts
Just Vibes
No Gas
No Location
Not even patience
Hopin that be make it
But prolly not
Driving on these dirt roads
Hella hot
Dry as shit and twerking
For a ride
Not even reservations
Ain't made no plans for it
Nevada heat just bakin
Shakin ass for this pickup
Not strapped up for no stick up
Hopin that we make it to Vegas
With no hiccups
But nigga, why did we not plan something?
I'm your favorite mess that you can't clean up
And I'm your favorite stress that you've learned to love
And we whippin and whippin and whippin
With no gas, with no gas, with no gas money
Whippin and whippin and whippin
With no gas money, with no gas money