I think you know my name I think I know that I think I know your game I think I know
We do what we need, get high of this weed Then we fly over beats We fly over seas And you say drive slow We say how fast can we go?
Baby, what you thinking about? They callin' you crazy, you should have me by your side And everybody is talkin' Keep runnin' their mouth You should get out tonight, get up, get high And if anyone should ask you I can tell them what it's all about
And I I don't buy records, I make them And I set records and break them This is all a young girl know, I wonder what them other young girls know What they know about that, 'cause I, I know all about that
Big hearts, big dreams We are all about that
And maybe I fucked up Yeah baby, I fucked up But maybe you fucked up too What the hell am I supposed to do?
So if you ever get it confused I'm the one you should come to
