Test Drive - Riff Raff, DJ Afterthought, Wiz Khalifa

It’s the tan Peter Pan, pecan sedan

Butterscotch boss, butterscotch Vans

Watch me spend them grands, watch me run up them bands

Bright wristlet, left blank disc

Reveal what she missed, pour a six in my Sunkist

Now watch me pass the time, Rolex with lemon-lime

Lemon pepper, lemon garlic table salt

Drop the top smoking Lamborghini leg lock

I made a hundred grand today, and it wasn’t even payday

Salmon serpent soup, now I’m Babe Ruth

I used to hoop, with crushed jewels on my tooth

It feels good riding 'round like it’s a test drive

It feels good rolling up the weed to get high

It feels good hanging out with the gang all night

It feels good knowing that everything’s all right

It feels good, good, good

It feels good, good, good

It feels good, good, good

It feels good, good, good

On Versace walkie-talkies, in the Oval Office

Dust my shoes off like Dustin Hoffman

Jumped off the Buick like Bon Jovi

Codeine in my coffee, keep these haters off me

Them grands I spend often, higher than a flying saucer

Look who it is, the butterscotch Herschel Walker

When it rained on Biscayne, codeine tears on window pane

40 days 40 nights, wall clean, Oreo cream soda

Syrup in my soda keeps the chip off my shoulder

Every year I get older, my wrist get colder

My chain keeps changing weather, it’s bipolar

JODY HiGHROLLER

It feels good riding 'round like it’s a test drive

It feels good rolling up the weed to get high

It feels good hanging out with the gang all night

It feels good knowing that everything’s all right

It feels good, good, good

It feels good, good, good

It feels good, good, good

It feels good, good, good