Lyrics: tony musunga
Music: João Marcelo Alves Cardoso
Riding in the yota
Got it feeling like a Bentley
Man this how it feels to be great
I got my 4 door
Feeling like a coupe transmuting
And I’m Top down cruising
Cruising in it low speed
The speed limit 70
I think I’m doing 50
Why would I rush I know you tryna get home
But there’s a world outside
I’m tryna see what it’s on
I’m bout to peel off I’m close to the weed spot the shit that hit the sweet spot
Loose on the steering
Left it turning by itself
this kitty sitting next to me
ain’t purring by itself
Riding in the yota
Got it feeling like a Bentley
Man this how it feels to be great
I got my 4 door
Feeling like a coupe transmuting
And I’m Top down cruising
No tint only cover is the fog
From the breathing
Riding like i would the big b
I forgot this was Toyota
Still stunting Motorola
You know what that means ?
That mean I’m giving no ****s
Still betting on myself
Still riding thru the rain
With the windows down
Still look em in the face
With my red eye when the
Police stare