Santana

I'm in Maranello, picking my Ferrari
Got a message from Kore, gotta pose for Taxi

I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit
Get yourself right, get yourself, get yourself right
I'm stoned, I'm stoned, I'm stoned
We're stoned, we're stoned, we're stoned

I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit
Get yourself right, get yourself, get yourself right
I'm stoned, I'm stoned, I'm stoned
We're stoned, we're stoned, we're stoned

I take the wheel, the wheel when I'm high
I want you to dance, dance when I'm high
Santana, Santana
Santana, Santana

Baby wants to go out, but there's a game on TV
Tomorrow, I'm buying a Fendi bag to make it up to you
Baby, don’t post that pic on Insta, it’s a crazy clash
Check your jeans before you do laundry, don’t bleach my cash
I'm the king of my city, the cops kneel down
From my city to yours, I’m taking a cab, hallelujah
I’m gonna buy a yacht, thanks to streaming and Zumba
You bring me bad luck, Mama carried me for nine months

In rap, I got too many kids
I give them to the white walkers
And bring out the white of whites
Rahh rahh
We don’t have time

I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit
Get yourself right, get yourself, get yourself right
I'm stoned, I'm stoned, I'm stoned
We're stoned, we're stoned, we're stoned

I take the wheel, the wheel when I'm high
I want you to dance, dance when I'm high
Santana, Santana
Santana, Santana

I got Balenciaga, spilled some ck-Ja
I don’t put it back on, and I won’t put you back on
High in the booth, you want a feature, I see you (cash)
Even when it’s rough, my dude answers the calls (on the line)
My Rolex is rose gold, I’m too old to be handing out doses
Forget the gamos, scraping the ground, I’m hitting bumps
Veni Vidi Gucci, I bought it all on my kids’ heads
You’re sticking with the girl, lying saying you got a drug network

In rap, I got too many kids
I give them to the white walkers
And bring out the white of whites
Rahh, rahh
We don’t have time

I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit
Get yourself right, get yourself, get yourself right
I'm stoned, I'm stoned, I'm stoned
We're stoned, we're stoned, we're stoned

I take the wheel, the wheel when I'm high
I want you to dance, dance when I'm high
Santana, Santana
Santana, Santana

He wants to get me in the club
His dead ones are in the club
Givenchy at 6000, I only wear it once
Big weed blunt, see you in the visiting room
Don’t wait for me in the suite, tonight I’m going to see them.