Lyrics 2SEATER - The Creator , Tyler , , Samantha Nelson

We can speed in my two seater
Girl I got a two seater
Speed in my two seater
In my two seater

About a hundred on Fax and it's easy to stop
You see my shit isn't stock
I used to piss in a pot and now I piss on the walls
Since I pissed off a cop, a couple tickets I have copped but I can pay for them all
And by the model of my vehicle you know that I ball
E92 but '91 the year that Tyler was spawned
And If I crash I'm owing wheels then I'm a Vaughn or a Vince
Like I'm tryna get stick or automatic you pick
Shit is static as shit, sure my shit is a M

Might get that X6 end, don't follow, exit him
Might take the back street hidden house
Got all sports car like his garage is gym
Two sapphires on him neck next his precious gems
No AMG, it's M, boy I will eat him Benz
New engine, you got that old shit with those deep rims
You got a warranty don't care if him scratch him rims again

We can speed in my two seater
Girl I got a two seater
Speed in my two seater
In my two seater

Sit in my passenger seat
You tell me I got too much speed
And I should slow, I should slow down
But I can't, 'cause you drive, me wild

Girl I get a rush
When we're speeding in my car
And sometimes it's too much
Just to feel the wind in my heart
Girl I get a rush
When we're speeding in my car
And sometimes it's too much

I know some dudes that would find you that carry rugers and shottas
And fucking shoot at your Honda
Then fucking zoom out in Mazdas
Them GOLF boys is bad for you like the food from McDonalds
Boy, I'm a king and I ain't lying, boy, hakuna matata
Better watch for them hyenas if you flex then they swarm
They cashing so many checks they're calling him Tyler O-Comma
I'm tryna ball like I was Domo O'Connor in '09
Prolly September, boy I'm just rhyming these syllables, suck my genitals
Album cover looking like the mascot of the timberwolves

Skate park at Pemberton
Hoping that I ditched the chords and go pick up the pen again
'Cause I killed the dark shit like I'm motherfucking Zimmerman
Turn around and lose pounds like I'm fucking Timbaland
And by pounds I mean (beep) give it till he cop brick like a wall with pig in it
And now money coming out the blue
Like cops are changing fits or shit I'm killin' it

Back when Left Brain had the hightop fade
And we would go skate on them concrete waves
And now I switch gears to hear the cylinders pump
The beat thump don't get it twisted boy my board's in the trunk (skate)

Can you roll my window up?
The fuck you turn my music down for, man?
Can you roll my window up?
Why? Damn!
'Cause it's windy
But I love it when your hair-

Blows, when it blows
When your hair blows
Hanging out the sunroof
I love it when your hair blows
When it blows, when it blows
Hanging out the sunroof
I love it when your hair blows
When it blows, when your hair blows
Hanging out the sunroof

Listening to Mac DeMarco
Hanging out the roof window
Switch to third gear turbo
Skrting on these niggas
Skrting on these bitches
Listening to Mac DeMarco
Hanging out the roof window
Switch to third gear turbo
Skrting on these niggas
Skrting on these bitches

You can say you don't want to take that drive
But your hair it blows (It blows me away)

I know we'll have a good time

You just gotta stop being scared
Just roll, just come and roll with me, it's all good

Yeah, man, what's good, you good? I've been chilling, man
I've been doing some push-ups and shit man, y'know
For real?
50 a day
Oh wait-wait-wait, is that that nigga Tyler?
I think so
Bitch ass nigga, here he comes, man fuck this nigga, man, this nigga stink
Wait, be quiet, be quiet
'Ight

My nigga, T, man, what's good, man, you good? Alright, I see you!
I'm good, man, I'm good, I'm good
Ay, man, I see you with your little girl she- she looks... okay
Alright, ya'll good, man, alright!
Ay, your feature don't start for another 20 minutes, so you can go get your shit up, I can get y'all some shit and I see you with your little jewels and shit too, man!

Aw thanks, man, I'm trying, man, I'm just trying
Yeah man, let me know if you need anything, I got you, just, you know, yeah
Alright um, yeah we'll probably walk around and come back when the movie starts or whatever
Ight, man, I'ma see you
Ight, my nigga, ight

Fucking faggot, I swear to God
Yeah
This nigga bitch weak too! (Hah, yeah she is)
Goddammit! I'd still fuck!