Double R

Prize, I'm the ticket, but don't pull over
Want double R's on my whip, ain't talking Range Rover
You can see my stars on the ceiling from the lane over
I'm just trying to manifest all this shit I keep saying over
I'm the prize, I'm the ticket, but don't pull over
Want double R's on my whip, ain't talking Range Rover
You can see my stars on the ceiling from the lane over
I'm just trying to manifest all this shit I keep saying over

I want double R's like Rolls-Royce
I feel like a nigga with no choice
I'm finna get rich off my voice
When my foot on the throttle, she get moist
I'ma take advantage of this shit
I can't spend my bands all on that bitch
She gon' drop her pants, all cause I'm lit
Yeah, that girl is my fan, that's not my bitch
Said I'm the one, stop playing
Just tell me you dig what I'm saying
And I keep my gun, you know what I'm saying?
Cause I ride with a whole lot of bands
And I am not your son, I'm grown man
You talk to me crazy, get hit with the hand
And I ain't trying to get locked, I'm on land
I like girls too much, can't be around men
Had that Chrysler 300, it made me want widebody
I just dropped that subconscious, you with it then die bout it
He keep on talking about money that he don't get, that boy lying about it
All that fake shit, I can't stand it, stay far from it, don't try bout it

I'm the prize, I'm the ticket, but don't pull over
Want double R's on my whip, ain't talking Range Rover
You can see my stars on the ceiling from the lane over
I'm just trying to manifest all this shit I keep saying over
I'm the prize, I'm the ticket, but don't pull over
Want double R's on my whip, ain't talking Range Rover
You can see my stars on the ceiling from the lane over
I'm just trying to manifest all this shit I keep saying over

I want double R like Rolls-Royce
Need real racks, need real stacks
I want a Maybach with the curtains
Can't see me when I'm in the back
If I want to get right, I'm gonna pull up in the Urus with the seat back
If you wanna see me, I'm in Ceight
If you don't know, that's a Corvette
All of them cars in GTA, I swear on me, I'ma get them
I'ma feel lie Xanman when I'm Gucci Down in my Monclair & my denim
I'ma be on that main stage, headlining shit
When I'm up there, you're gonna feel him
Nah, you ain't finna catch me outside
I'm in the hills, somewhere chilling
I'ma be in my own world
Be in my own space
Live my own way
Yeah, something like outer space
I'ma be my own world
I'ma be in a mental space
That you can't alternate
Something like, how I feel today

I'm the prize, I'm the ticket, but don't pull over
Want double R's on my whip, ain't talking Range Rover
You can see my stars on the ceiling from the lane over
I'm just trying to manifest all this shit I keep saying over
I'm the prize, I'm the ticket, but don't pull over
Want double R's on my whip, ain't talking Range Rover
You can see my stars on the ceiling from the lane over
I'm just trying to manifest all this shit I keep saying over