we were getting lunch at 1:30And now it's 2:29It's

Vans right nowAy, feel like I'm at Warped Tour 'cause I'm

baby want a Birkin, she's been tellin' me all

pour me up a double shot of whiskeyThey know me

here comes the two to the three to the fourTell

baby want a Birkin, she's been tellin' me all

a lost and lonely highway paying for my sinsIf

said, "Oh no, Anabelle"I won't let you run from this

angels, duckin’ from dangerI feel like the blue power

a glimpse of myselfOut a Greyhound windowHeadin' for the

live forever (Yeah)Foot on the gas, heyNow, don't it? Ain't

what a hell of a year it's beenKeep on

I'm taking all my burdensAnd casting them on the LordCan't

see dead-ends, but we're still goin' strongWe've been headin'

Jeff GordonRide around and we scorchingJeff Gordon flexing so many

holding on to your sweet greenThings ain't what they seemWake

like a targetYeah, been ridin' bulls since my first

Linda Martell & Swizz are a funny little concept,

shitCasa my favorite MigoOn GodTwo hoes tryna come turn upI'm

is how it feels to have a winning streak,