Track Meet - Fantasy Camp

Saw you at the track meet

I was in the back seat

You were lookin' at me, sippin' Crown

I was wearin' black jeans

You said, «Boy, get at me»

I don’t know what that means but I’m down

Yeah I’m down, just hit me up

We could chill and twist it up

Put some liquor in your cup

And we’ll be gone tonight

Do you wanna come to a party?

My friends pick me up in a black Bentley truck

And I know you’ve been stuck on some shit

But if you ridin' with me, you’ll never forget me

We sippin' the Henny

And runnin' on empty but we got some gas

And you don’t need to pass, you could chief it like Sosa

And sip on Mimosa, and I’m a sit back with my purple and soda

You’re my supernova

And we could do it big if you want to

Ridin' round the city, you could sit up in the front, too

I keep it a hundred, little shawty, yeah I want you

And you know I’m stuntin', I could teach you how to stunt too

Saw you at the track meet

I was in the back seat

You were lookin' at me, sippin' Crown

I was wearin' black jeans

You said, «Boy, get at me»

I don’t know what that means but I’m down

Yeah I’m down, just hit me up

We could chill and twist it up

Put some liquor in your cup

And we’ll be gone tonight

So if you hold on

We can smoke strong

And I could hold you tight

Just for one night

And if you stay up

We can lay up

And I’m a treat you right

Just for one night