Chorus :
I pull up in that thing and leave ya breathless
The velvet on the seat against ya thighs
A couple magazines I feel protected
Baby can you read between the lines
I pull up in that thing and leave ya breathless
The velvet on the seat against ya thighs
A couple magazines I feel protected
Baby can you read between the lines

Verse 1 :
I been around a couple continents about every state
Would you be down if I was hungry would you make me a plate?
I been surrounded by the glitter and the gold of the game
Turned around back to the gutter cause I can’t do the fake
Split my dollar w my brother but he turned to a snake
Used to fall for all my lovers now I fall in my place
Used to want all of the glory and the riches and fame
I still want all of that shit but not for your validation
Rather read a book and cook over
Good conversation
Rather be a crook than be a broke nigga hatin
I don’t ever gotta sugarcoat my appreciation
For a baddie in my passenger to slurp all my pain away

I pull up in that thing and leave ya breathless
The velvet on the seat against ya thighs
A couple magazines I feel protected
Baby can you read between the lines
I pull up in that thing and leave ya breathless
The velvet on the seat against ya thighs
A couple magazines I feel protected
Baby can you read between the lines

Verse 2 :
Baby can you finally read em
A flower from the cement
Now you see my collar freezing
Will you devour semen
I know you thought I was conscious
But girl I’m not a deacon
Niggas unemployment schemin
Just for a pot to pee in
I’m shining niggas watching my pockets them honkeys lookin at me like Gadaffi, black Wall Street
Do you copy
When you poppin they gon try to freeze ya growth
Making profit ain’t a boss less you gon to teach ya folks
Let’s take a vacation
I’m not a hero I’m just a brotha with patience
I don’t ever gotta sugar coat my appreciation
For a baddie in the passenger to slurp all my pain away!

Chorus :
I pull up in that thing and leave ya breathless
The velvet on the seat against ya thighs
A couple magazines I feel protected
Baby can you read between the lines
I pull up in that thing and leave ya breathless
The velvet on the seat against ya thighs
A couple magazines I feel protected
Baby can you read between the lines

Outro :
Yea you gotta read between the lines
What I say, the media - if it’s making you feel something it’s working
It’s doing what it’s supposed to do
So just think about that before you feel something
Cause when you feel something you do something