State Street

What's up everybody, my name is Philly
I hope everybody's having a good time tonight
Look
State Street, brand new drip
Got three girls in the back of the whip
Blasting our music, not giving a shit
Vodka in hand, as I lay back and sip, I said
State Street, brand new drip
Got three girls in the back of the whip
Blasting our music, not giving a shit
Vodka in hand, as I lay back and sip
I see red and blue lights, Madison PD
Mourad hits the gas and my vision blurry
I'm a hoe for the ladies, throw me back to the streets
We don't follow the law, this the land of the free
Counting paper, think I made a few racks
So much paper in my hand, they think I'm flipping crack
I'm a hustler and a genius, they don't know about that
Got me five different incomes, and took AP Stats
So they pull us over, "roll your window down please"
We just tryna act sober in front of the police
He said, "sir could you open that compartment please"
But my heater in the there, so I don't get cold feet
So I turn back, looked him dead in his eyes
"Do you know who I am, 'cause I know my damn rights"
He said "sir, you ran a stop sign, and two red lights"
So I winked at Mourad, we sped off in the night, went to
State Street, with some brand new drip
Got three girls in the back of the whip
Blasting our music, not giving a shit
Vodka in hand, as I lay back and sip, I said
State Street, brand new drip
Got three girls in the back of the whip
Blasting our music, not giving a shit
Vodka in hand, as I lay back and sip, yeah