Текст песни Parking lot - Ashxs

I took her to nordstrom, aye
She let me fuck in the parking lot
And I j1ust met her today, yeh
Don't care if that make me a trick or not
I'll raise ya standards, I take you out
We got bags like what drought?
Red guts with the black out
Man fuck humble, imma show out

I start my whip with my phone now
Don't got a bitch, got a dog pound
On the wifi when I drive now
Don't even got time to go rap now
All I been focused on right now
Man my whole past get fucked now
That ain't my ex, that's my hand me downs
But the box fire, I can't even front
They say I'm too honest, ha aye
Stay in the state of the bluebonnets
The south haunted, who want it?
Since '95, I've wandered
Fuck 9-5's, I'm harder
I can't drive, call uber
Blacked out like white daughters
Racked up like their fathers

So i took your daughter to nordstrom
She let me fuck in the parking lot
And I just met her today, yeh
Don't care if that make me a trick or not
I'll raise ya standards, I take you out
We got bags like what drought?
Red guts with the black out
Man fuck humble, imma show out

My slip ons are gucci now
Still rocking vans when I pack em out
Now when I'm up in the club, I just make it rain twenties n shawties start freakin' out
If she got brains n I'm feeling her vibe man then fuck it I'm buying her off
Security, I'm paying em off, a hunnid ain't nothing at all
I don't give a fuck about the law
N I never ask what it cost
I know you ain't used to a boss
But you gonna have to treat me like one
I stroke my ego for fun
I know I'm hated by all
I vibrate higher than y'all
You cannot feel me at all

So I took your girl to nordstrom, she let me fuck in the parking lot
Now when I'm up in the club, I just make it rain twenties n shawties start freakin' out
If she got brains n I'm feeling her vibe man then fuck it I'm buying her off
Security, I'm paying em off, a hunnid ain't nothing at all
I took her to nordstrom, aye
She let me fuck in the parking lot
And I just met her today, yeh
Don't care if that make me a trick or not
I'll raise ya standards, I take you out
We got bags like what drought?
Red guts with the black out
Man fuck humble, imma show out