(I don't know where I'm going Like a feather in the air Hope the good wind starts blowing Send me soaring, unaware) (Send me soaring)... Yup, I just got back with some Colorado bull I got so much, it's like California love West coasting, hide in the mud So high, like a cloud in the sun I'll glide, there's no doubt like when Sipping on the serve while I rock it with the hen I ain't mad, just we really ain't friends It's been a long while, but that was way back when Never mind, I ain't trying to reminisce I'm living for the minute, I ain't trying to remember this Live a while but might talk a lot of shit What, bet a hundred bucks, got to back it up quick But no luck, boy, I'll bust your lip Might look slim, but I ain't no bitch Nah, and I ain't that rich Keep flashing that cheese and I'll cash your chips Baby, baby, motivate me Call me, text me, like me, hate me Baby, we can roll up daily Finally, all we got is hazy (I don't know where I'm going Like a feather in the air Hope the good wind starts blowing Send me soaring, unaware) Vegas, Vegas, green know Afghanistan Take us, straight up, like Charlie Corses in France London, Ashdale, I'm ace-struck to rest trail Milledgeville, phone home Say, “Who is this?” “Fish Scales!” First week in Berkeley, Berkeley to Erskine That's UK, not bubble bringer Top that, toupee Dubai, Nottingham, Waterloo Bay with Miley Grahams Nova Scotia in the trailer park, like Auckland braiders to the lost ark Yellowstone, wool park, Alabama, we're rich, boy Panama, not PCB This real yoga, not TCB Best IHOP is in Memphis Pimp shit's my holidays My sun is out of my English muffin You surely noticed a difference when I pull a plan that's man as shit Social club and her better shit My little brand name so Anna chick My south side, Baydanal clique Raise up, raise up, we all over, raise up Cadillac on 80-something We too much, can't save us (Send me soaring)...