Verse 1) Riding shotgun, Benz black like the void, Hottie at the wheel, yeah she cool, she poised. Apple Cash loaded, I don’t check the amount, Face ID flash, just a swipe, then I’m out. Leather seat lean, panoramic on the roof, She hit the gas, now we glide like the truth. Wrist on chill, yeah the time zone froze, I just sit back, money move—autopilot mode. (Chorus) Passenger side but the flex still heavy, Payouts clean, make it rain like confetti. Hunnids on deck, no stress, no levy, She drive, I spend—yeah the vibe so steady. (Verse 2) She grip the wheel, manicure still fresh, AMG mode, yeah we movin’ like a jet. Playlist lit, 808s in my chest, I’m just cashin’ out while she do the rest. Black-on-black Benz, yeah we ghost in the lane, Lanes switch quick but the money stay the same. Tap to pay, not a word, no delay, B Money stay blessed—every ride feel like rain. (Chorus) Passenger side but the flex still heavy, Payouts clean, make it rain like confetti. Hunnids on deck, no stress, no levy, She drive, I spend—yeah the vibe so steady. (Bridge) Apple Pay pop, Face ID with a glance, Pull up valet, let ‘em peep at the stance. She got that look, yeah she know she the boss, I’m just in the seat, making moves with no loss. (Outro) Blacked out Benz, low-key but we shine, She handle the road, I just handle what’s mine. Passenger flex, yeah the money still climb, We ain’t gotta race, we ahead of the time.
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