[Verse 1]
Middle of the party 'bout to lost my motherf**in sh**
Never getting carded cause the kid look over 26
This kid 'bout to smack a hoe & pistol-whip
No heat or clips up on me cause I come from different residence
[Hook]
Skin tight jockin', leather jeans I'm rockin
Weight up on my chest cause I been f**in jockin'
Midnight poppin' & the pain be droppin'
Potions be the only way to get me talking
[Pre-Chorus]
Rovers & Raris, pull up at afterparties
In Bugatti's, 9/11's with the sevens
And I hear you got
[Chorus]
The Rover, the Rari
Pull up at afterparties
In the moment, I'm sorry
For drinking all your Margi's
Put the liquor, inside me
Be warming up my body
And I figure, I'm sorry
For crashing all your parties
Got the rover
[Hook]
Skin tight jockin', leather jeans I'm rockin
Weight up on my chest cause I been f**in jockin'
Rockin leather skinnies, keep your bestie jockin'
This is not a warning shot your hoes are flockin
[Verse 2]
Tired of subjective sh**
Cause the kid been chasing dreams
While y'all been throwing fits (yeah)
Potions twisting up all of my damn emotions
(yeah)
Drowning in an ocean, to my soul I'm toasting
You get me? You get me
A beamer and some whitney
Clothes done fit me, got fitted
My style you done bit it
Yeah she bit me, she bit me
Athena yeah she bit me
Gave me dreams that I could hold
And some wisdom I was missing
You don't get it, I live it
My mind is fully wittit
Chasin life goals, steady jockin'
All my are witness
Got the
[Pre-Chorus]
Rovers & Raris, pull up at afterparties
In Bugatti's, 9/11's with the sevens
And I hear you got
[Chorus]
The Rover, the Rari
Pull up at afterparties
In the moment, I'm sorry
For drinking all your Margi's
Put the liquor, inside me
Be warming up my body
And I figure, I'm sorry
For crashing all your parties
Got the rover
X2