Hit Me Up

Hit me up

Where you wanna go

We can drive downtown

Just cruising slow

Got fifty in the tank and a pocket full of cash

Got nowhere to be tonight

We can take our time

Just rolling slow, rolling slow

First off pay all your taxes

Accountant doing back flips, pockets doing gymnastics

Dropped off my 40% to Uncle Sam

Damn fam, can I cop the cramb Lamb

I must vacation on the regular

No behind the scenes, put away your cellular

No phone service in Amsterdam

Don't touch my hand, I buff shine my nails

Three shots of green tea, Vietnamese TP

Drop my hotel key in Japanese seaweed

My feet need to meet the beach in East Greece

My body needs to sleep beneath Versace sheets

Hit me up

Where you wanna go

We can drive downtown

Just cruising slow

Got fifty in the tank and a pocket full of cash

Got nowhere to be tonight

We can take our time

Just rolling slow, rolling slow

Never meant to get bent out of shape

But I ate too many steaks, put on too much weight

Gained seventy pounds, you could see it in my face

Lean down, I could barely tie my shoe lace

RiFF RaFF, I came back with Versace six pack

Don't get side tracked, tryna keep up with my stacks

Might spill through Nashville with my wrist on chill

Set my grill on the window sill, and I froze Kendall Gill

Back to me, back to doing whatever I feel

Back to you being annoying and keeping it real

With your attitude I swear I've had it up to here

I be damned if I let these haters get in my ear, RiFF

La-la-la

La-la-la-la-la

Ooh, la-la-la-la-la

Hit me up

Where you wanna go

We can drive downtown

Just cruising slow

Got fifty in the tank and a pocket full of cash

Got nowhere to be tonight

We can take our time

Just rolling slow, rolling slow

Hit me up

Where you wanna go

We can drive downtown

Just cruising slow

Got fifty in the tank and a pocket full of cash

Got nowhere to be tonight

We can take our time

Just rolling slow, rolling slow