P.G Louie - Sirens

Push a corrolla
I prolly had stole it
2 In the morning
Cops gone be on me

I'm on the gas 100 miles
Ain't looking back I'm in motion
I'm not in a jag
In case you would ask

Got my head in my bag
Couldn't even budge me a inch
Feel like I'm alone on a cloud
(Mmm) just wanna be rich
In My head sound like sirens
I just wanna feel alive
Porterhouse steak with the fries
Apple crown cappin off the night

Grab me a Dutch and a lighter
I'm finna roll some exotic
I don't do percs or the Roxy
Rather go puff on gellati
Don't entertain the narcotics
Tryna fly planes like a pilot
Tryna go make a deposit
See how them white folks be watching
See how them white folks be watching me

Tattoos on her body Medusa the goddess
Head full of knowledge damn you a scholar
Gotta lotta swag Coca Cola body
Loudest in the room pop a lotta bottles

If we slide on yo mans I'm shootin out the coupe
It's been a minute since I been in the booth
I want the car wit the panoramic roof
Butterfly doors leather seats blue
I want it all forgiato shoes
Stars in the ceiling
Driver for the cruise
Blunt in my hand henny in the cooler
(Henny in the cooler)

Free my dawg out the cell
Till he free I'm raising hell

Push a corrolla
I prolly had stole it
2 In the morning
Cops gone be on me

I'm on the gas 100 miles
Ain't looking back I'm in motion
I'm not in a jag
In case you would ask

Got my head in my bag
Couldn't even budge me a inch
Feel like I'm alone on a cloud
(Mmm) just wanna be rich
In My head sound like sirens
I just wanna feel alive
Porterhouse steak with the fries
Apple crown cappin off the night

Grab me a Dutch and a lighter
I'm finna roll some exotic
I don't do percs or the Roxy
Rather go puff on gellati
Don't entertain the narcotics
Tryna fly planes like a pilot
Tryna go make a deposit
See how them white folks be watching
See how them white folks be watching me

Written by:
Calecia Bowen

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