Crash Rarri - Like A Movie

Can I get a test drive?
The life I live is action packed, but I don't play no movie roles
My bitch look like the movie hoes, slim and thicc like Rubi Rose
Dressed up with that gloccy in my pocket, feel like double O
Expensive clothing modeling my body, not inside the store
Rarri, yes, he's next to blow, if you like him, let him know
Cause I don't got no space or time to waste with no more extra hoes
I just wanna talk and get a checc and get my flexin' on
(You know we like to flex)
Medusa shades, staring at your ass can turn my dick to stone
Live like Michael Corleone, penthouse views without a drone
Black trucc, waiting on the curb inside the fire zone
Push to start to take me home, feel the Quagen in my bones
Bitches always calling, but you see why they can't leave me alone
Jump inside this sprinter tell the driver cut the TV on
Okay
Ayy, put that thing on BMF, so lil' baby can catch a breath
Okay, okay
She wanna eat it through my jeans, Louis buccle tug of war
Had to put a towel down, so come here, baby, chow down
Takin' reds to pound town, at the top, it's only us
Used to see a lot of niggas, guess we left em in the dust
Money make it hard to trust, I just met you, what's the rush
Baddies tryna cuff me up, crazy how the tables tucced
Paper good, they rizz me up, top tier, I'm finna bust
Baby, why you in a rush? You keep bumpin', in my punch
I need a thousand dollar sippy cup, fucc your plans, gon' picc me up
The lady tryna clean the room, so baby, put your titties up
Lavish dates, exquisite plates, rooftops watchin' sunsets
Got a hand inside my pants, I'm glidin' down her sundress
Dangerous and fun sex, early morning plan B's
Prada steppin' stampede, DND, yo man, please
Get back on your damn knees
You ain't done until I say you done
Come here
The life is crazy and it's amazing, I love this shit for real
Money, drugs, and cars and thrills, hope I live a hundred years
All my niggas in the clear, reflection of what these niggas fear
Hundred K inside the mirror, hundred K inside the rear
Hundred K inside the mirror, them pounds comin', I'm trendin' in
I be lookin' like Benjamin, guess that be my twinny twin
Twinny twinny twin
Crash Rarri skrtttt
Okay Okay Okay
Okay Okay Okay
Can I get a test drive?

Written by:
Derick McCallum

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