Everyday I gotta get it 325i I'm swervin' on them haters yeah Switchin' lanes I'm boutta get it Best believe I got it drippin' on a level like Heard I got that good good Set it up Fuckin' with that deuce eight Raise it up I ain't one to fuck with Back it up I got em, light it up Hit this shit twice and I'm runnin' We ain't got the time for them, they clownin' Future lookin' bright, sunny Ya'll too slow in the past man, sorry I'm runnin' with that good good, stackin' up Now the haters actin' friendly cuz they know what's up Put the work in all myself I got the midas touch Agitated from the calculated formula Fill the tank, yeah we gassed up Lemonade, we squeeze the juice yeah Oh they right, we left the mask up Outta sight, we in the future Feelin' like I got the answers Numbers lookin' like it adds up Minus all the competition Calculated for the shake up Check the rear view man they lookin' Rev the gas twice like a sermon This a classic muscle, had to flex it Run-flats like I'm GTO we saucin' We runnin' in that good good Stuntin' like they would would Fuck it cuz we could could Gassin' on em Swervin' all the fake lovin' Middle fingers up and they just hatin' cuz we steady bubblin' Everyday I gotta get it 325i I'm swervin' on them haters yeah Switchin' lanes I'm boutta get it Best believe I got it drippin' on a level like Heard I got that good good Set it up Fuckin' with that deuce eight Raise it up I ain't one to fuck with Back it up I got em, light it up Twenty eight we goin' stupid hard unleaded Leavin' tire marks in every lane we headed Time is tickin' and we duckin' all the seconds They too busy on the style they clearly jackin' We runnin' the red lights Livin' the fast life Swervin' the haters I swear that I passed twice On a half-life Ya'll on a shelf life Maybe too many, I gotta pretend that I'm seein' a few Just so I can keep my sanity on cue So how you gon' shine on the man you can't see Swipin' by the plastic life you post on feed Why you frontin' like you hip Can you please Do you're self a hundred ten Go to sleep Cuz we get it everytime Fuck a nine to five We've been hundreds all our lives RPM meters on the red line We don't see the stop sign Swervin' side to side Check the rear view man they lookin' Rev the gas twice like a sermon This a classic muscle, had to flex it Run-flats like I'm GTO we saucin' We runnin' in that good good Stuntin' like they would would Fuck it cuz we could could Gassin' on em Swervin' all the fake lovin' Middle fingers up and they just hatin' cuz we steady bubblin' Everyday I gotta get it 325i I'm swervin' on them haters yeah Switchin' lanes I'm boutta get it Best believe I got it drippin' on a level like Heard I got that good good Set it up Fuckin' with that deuce eight Raise it up I ain't one to fuck with Back it up I got em, light it up