Good morning (x7)

Wintertime nights like this
Too much on my conscious
I know that you called me four times now

I been on the road i ain´t got time now

Wanna cop the rarri put the top down
Ride thru my city with the top down
Wanna cop the rarri put the top down
Ride thru my city with the top down

Good morning (x8)

If I´m in my city bring my block out
Lately i been ducking all the opps
Wait
I´m on 1400 where its hot
Wait
Had to stash them hunnids and the rocks
My god oh god this here sound like god level
Margiela my fur i drove in a hearse i crash then i curse

I doubled the standards mocking the steeze
Biting the fabric I´m wearing
Woah (x3)
Look at my neck froze i swear lil shawty on go
I had to pick her then roll
I been balling with no coach
Charging a band for a show
I need that raf trench coat

Good morning (x7)

Wintertime nights like this
Too much on my conscious
I know that you called me four times now
I been on the road i ain´t got time now

Wanna cop the rarri put the top down
Ride thru my city with the top down

Wanna cop the rarri put the top down
Ride thru my city with the top down

Good morning (x8)