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[Chorus]
She on go mode, she wanna eat-eat
I don't blame her, we in the ten-speed
She look good to me too, I call her ten-piece
I'm her main man, I make history
I was slidin' through the mud in the big leagues
Turf full of contraband, movin' quickly
My money fresh-pressed, that mean it's clean-clean
Checks keep on callin' like ring ring
[Verse 1]
I was seein' hood things off the porch
Now my key fob come with a horse
Come and ride with a certified dreamer
We in the cowboy car, not a Beamer
And we fresh-pressed baby, no steamer
Later on, we gon' see if you a screamer
I'm going fast in this whip, it's a check in my bag
With a bad little yitch, I do not check the dash
This ain't my first yeehaw, so I'm back going bad
She love how I switch lanes, I'm a vet when I mash
I was mindin' my own, now she pressing to smash
Left hand on the wheel, right hand on her lap
Then a nigga pulled up on the side tryna race
Switch modes on a dummy, left his ass in the back
[Chorus]
She on go mode, she wanna eat-eat
I don't blame her, we in the ten-speed
She look good to me too, I call her ten-piece
I'm her main man, I make history
I was slidin' through the mud in the big leagues
Turf full of contraband, movin' quickly
My money fresh-pressed, that mean it's clean-clean
Checks keep on callin' like ring ring
[Verse 2]
She wanna drive my whip, ride my stick
And spin my wheels till her head get sick
She look me in the eyes, said she love that shit
One more surprise when the gearbox shift
Opps can't catch up, and blues won't catch us
Swap my plate, so the news can't fetch us
Eat my dust and my nuts 'til you fed up
Her eyes get wide every time I rev up
[Bridge]
She on go mode
She wanna eat me
I don't blame her
We in the ten-speed
[Chorus]
She on go mode, she wanna eat-eat
I don't blame her, we in the ten-speed
She look good to me too, I call her ten-piece
I'm her main man, I make history
I was slidin' through the mud in the big leagues
Turf full of contraband, movin' quickly
My money fresh-pressed, that mean it's clean-clean
Checks keep on callin' like ring ring
She on go mode, she wanna eat-eat
I don't blame her, we in the ten-speed
She look good to me too, I call her ten-piece
I'm her main man, I make history
I was slidin' through the mud in the big leagues
Turf full of contraband, movin' quickly
My money fresh-pressed, that mean it's clean-clean
Checks keep on callin' like ring ring
[Verse 1]
I was seein' hood things off the porch
Now my key fob come with a horse
Come and ride with a certified dreamer
We in the cowboy car, not a Beamer
And we fresh-pressed baby, no steamer
Later on, we gon' see if you a screamer
I'm going fast in this whip, it's a check in my bag
With a bad little yitch, I do not check the dash
This ain't my first yeehaw, so I'm back going bad
She love how I switch lanes, I'm a vet when I mash
I was mindin' my own, now she pressing to smash
Left hand on the wheel, right hand on her lap
Then a nigga pulled up on the side tryna race
Switch modes on a dummy, left his ass in the back
[Chorus]
She on go mode, she wanna eat-eat
I don't blame her, we in the ten-speed
She look good to me too, I call her ten-piece
I'm her main man, I make history
I was slidin' through the mud in the big leagues
Turf full of contraband, movin' quickly
My money fresh-pressed, that mean it's clean-clean
Checks keep on callin' like ring ring
[Verse 2]
She wanna drive my whip, ride my stick
And spin my wheels till her head get sick
She look me in the eyes, said she love that shit
One more surprise when the gearbox shift
Opps can't catch up, and blues won't catch us
Swap my plate, so the news can't fetch us
Eat my dust and my nuts 'til you fed up
Her eyes get wide every time I rev up
[Bridge]
She on go mode
She wanna eat me
I don't blame her
We in the ten-speed
[Chorus]
She on go mode, she wanna eat-eat
I don't blame her, we in the ten-speed
She look good to me too, I call her ten-piece
I'm her main man, I make history
I was slidin' through the mud in the big leagues
Turf full of contraband, movin' quickly
My money fresh-pressed, that mean it's clean-clean
Checks keep on callin' like ring ring
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