[HOOK: Daniel Caesar]
I thought I told you don't take it too far
Don't take it too far
I thought I told you (through the city with the top down)
Don't take it too far
Don't take it too far
I come to you as friend, not foe
Just thought that I would let you know...
I come to you as friend, not foe
Just thought that I would let you know...
[VERSE 1: Sean Leon]
Okay, no pa**engers in this Porsche papi
Pill poppin' them pills partner
p**y poppin' that Porsche coupe
Porsche wheel looking real proper
Pardon me but my real father never gave a f**
He never been bothered
UH, had me feeling like, UH
Had me feeling like what the f** you want want want want UH
I'm that type of n***a
To k** a keyboard k**a
Watch what you typing, n***a
Look, My dogs never blog
They just hog b**hes
Then they hit em raw
Then they dodge, all of your b**hes, uh
The moon and the sky never had no sh** on I
Never ever, never I
So whoever, ever, tries
Will forever, ever, die
Guard your wife with your life
Cause I'll feed her little lies then destroy your little life
I am I
I'm the I
In the win you'll never eye
I may see over heads
But there is nobody over me
Ninelevenne GPS'ing on the dash
Do I find my way to heaven or my way into some a**?
[Bridge x 3]
Pa**engers in this Porsche
Pa**engers in this Porsche
Pa**engers in this Porsche
Pa**engers in this Porsche
Ain't no pa**engers in this Porsche
I thought I told you...
[Interlude]
[VERSE 2: Sean Leon]
Feeling like it's happened
Cause back when I was rapping, I was never getting p**y
Now the p**y's never absent
Now the p**y come with accents
If she ain't fully mixed, she a fraction
Foreign features and the fashion
Got me stunting on the women from my past tense
Got me thinking about the women I was having
And how you'll never get to have them
sh**, this is how I had them
Like coke, how I bagged them
Got throat was my anthem
Got throat cause I'm handsome
And had some bands for the dancers
Heavy is the head, n***a
Porsche coupe p**y pop like the who*es do
She gon' hit me every time a n***a touching down
All this p**y on my lap, got to sort through
Part 2
Bet she picking my pickle, I pick apart you
p**y n***as, I'm popping, I'm like Pac was
Swerve in my lane, I might park you
Partly cause my apartment was down in the basement
There with my partners
But now we done came up, k**ing the rap game
Poking the carca**
Sick of this fame sh** but that be the same sh** you n***as wanting
b**hes begging for dick, n***as begging for mercy
I'm begging no pardons
PORSCHE 911 ni**a
[HOOK: Daniel Caesar]