03:15 AM / CAVIAR

Who the fuck said you was invited?
It was uncut and you just defiled it
End of the night, let’s try to revive it
We’ll make it home, you know we’ll survive it
No time for insights, stopped at the red light
Everyone jumped out the ride
Shook but I’m hype, never been the type
So bitch get the fuck out the car
Yo, yo, yo
John Belushi shades on, flying on the FDR
Gucci Guilty cologne, a bitch named Caviar
Loyal to the game now she’s fucking with the King of Hearts
Good pussy, cleaning my wallows while I’m writing darts
Feeling like Don Johnson, that man from Miami Vice
Casinos, they stop all bets when they hand me dice
Ferragamo foot rugs, two couples in the black Wraith
White Range Rover, two white boys in blackface
B Ez, we bumpin' Stayin' Alive by the Bee Gees
Bitch sniffed all my fuckin' coke bein' greedy (Fuck outta here)
I grabbed the jacket, she grabbed the Fiji
And threw up Domino’s pizza all on the TV
Said, «Fuck you Ghostface», and cracked my CV
She took one leg out the car and took that pee pee
Told my man behind the wheel she’s feelin' freaky
His girl said, «Uh uh, bitch, fuck you Kiki»
This is a downpour not scatty showers
Dipped in a min and soaked in an hour
Mash out the windows, here comes the sirens
Started off quiet, now we’re on fire