Текст песни Preview - Trapland Pat

Marble floors now it's maids to do the chores
I heard about yo wishes Baby girl The world is yours
The Whips got revolving doors
We play the game I let her win she get the highest score

First u want a lil bit den u want more
Hoppin off a private jet cuz we on tour
Taking chances everyday u gotta be sure
We at the Stu na ain't no more posting at the store

I just had a vision opps in our rear view
Smokin on this loud that's prolly Why I couldn't hear u
I'm on another planet I cud never get near u
Out Here in that field I cud show u what dem deers do

Ima take control baby girl just let me steer u
Windshield wipers now I got yo vision clear boo
It was kinda blurry then but now We gotta Clearview
Just na getting started baby girl this the preview

I'm numb to the pain they sent em up the road
He was out hea moving cane
All my love jus gone it went str8 down the drain

Could see it in his eyes he just tryna make a name
For all the money & the power & the love of the game
Fam a wide receiver he jus tryna catch a stain
This ain't time to merge u gotta stay n yo lane

He gotta feed the fam so who is he to blame
Ohh tell me who is he to blame
It ain't gon ever be the same no now
Y ion hear my phone ring no more
Y everybody actin strange oh no
Don't get lost when u think oh no

Marble floors now it's maids to do the chores
I heard about yo wishes Baby girl the world is yours
The Whips got revolving doors
We play the game I let her win she get the highest score

First u want a lil bit den u want more
Hoppin off a private jet cuz we on tour
Taking chances everyday u gotta be sure
We at the Stu na ain't no more posting at the store