[Chorus: Danny Styles]
Got too many boys wanna ride in my front seat
In my front seat, in my front seat
Got too much baggage in my trunk they don't wanna see
They don't wanna see, they don't wanna see
Got too many boys wanna ride in my front seat
In my front seat, in my front seat
Got too much baggage in my trunk they don't wanna see
They don't wanna see, they don't wanna see
[Verse 1: Cain]
Ay
I been searching, praying for a God, man
Make a mil like Rodman
Still pouring hot sauce in my ramen
Got no caution, have no conscience
Feel exhausted
These rhymes a massacre, so you could call 'em Boston
I want all this, I'm a sadist
I'm off my medication
Fuck being real famous
I still shop at Payless
I ain't got no agent
I just want the payment
Next one
[Verse 2: JOHO]
Ego give me extra armor, I cannot get rid of it
And with my brothers with me, I don't be concerned with little shit
Got a lot of baggage, that shit make me feel all villainous
And start to uncontrollably get violent and start hittin' shit
Ay, I'm like whoa, it's that nigga Joel
All these hoes upset, I'm like bitch what you mad for?
I could be misbehaving, but I'm chillin' with my bros
Got a man, but you in all they phones
Bitch don't get exposed
I'm doing what I'm supposed to, I'm living extra kosher
See me on commercials, music videos, and posters
My family close to Nostra, stay ready to post up
Like a male Oprah, call me Midas, got that gold touch
Joel Swole, it's that nigga Joel Swole
Killin' song after song, nigga I been on a roll
Do not look for lyricism, baby
This is not J. Cole
But I still got that shit that you gon' feel up in your soul
[Chorus: Danny Styles]
Got too many boys wanna ride in my front seat
In my front seat, in my front seat
Got too much baggage in my trunk they don't wanna see
They don't wanna see, they don't wanna see
Got too many boys wanna ride in my front seat
In my front seat, in my front seat
Got too much baggage in my trunk they don't wanna see
They don't wanna see, they don't wanna see
[Verse 3: Quad-L]
Bitch, get out the front seat
You ain't even worth the back seat
Bitch, this ain't no taxi
I'm all about that action
I don't need relaxin'
Find a wedding, crash it
Get that potent, match it
If you keep them, best get back
Bitch, you come with too much baggage
And I've had it
My swag automatic
You too problematic
Trappin' products, not making love balance
I'm lookin' for the baddest
Ride or die, for real
She my flak jacket
[Verse 4: WVIMEV]
Apples and almond butter, my bitch be a vegan
Swing and crack your skull, you can call me Negan
If you backstab the squad, you'll be hung for treason
Or maybe I'll do it anyway, I don't need a reason
I got a lot of doctors say I'm sick in the head
What the fuck do I know? I'm better off dead
A lot of people worried from the shit I done said
I've lost so fuckin' much, I gotta make up all my bread, yeah
Swing one-two like rap attack
Rap attack, I spit words fast
I guess that's why I love to rap
'Cause I say things that will always last
Your bitch came up, she need a pass
This dick ain't free if you wanna crash
Leave you back like I was the Flash
Call me Young 64, cause I love to smash
Oh no, this shit turning into a melee
Out in Honolulu, ballin' with Pele
I think I might be going crazy
Nah, already said that
Rewind baby
[Verse 5: Ritchie Star]
You don't think that he a villian? (What?)
Is he just on another level? (Yeah)
That boy so sick, man he's the illest (Who? Who?)
Just sit back and watch him kill it (Grr, grr)
That boy is too fly, he fly like Superman
That boy is too smart, his brain is too advanced
He'll steal your girl quick, just like a bandit
He'll make them bands quick, he ain't no average
So what you got against him?
Because he don't fit in?
He from the dog pound
Is he just way too vicious?
He a carnivore, and he want more
That boy is too clean, he moppin' up the floor
He don't give one, he don't give two
He changing up the game, this is brand new
So what you got against him?
Because he's too different?
He from the dog pound
Is he just way too vicious?
He's just way too vicious
[Chorus: Danny Styles]
Got too many boys wanna ride in my front seat
In my front seat, in my front seat
Got too much baggage in my trunk they don't wanna see
They don't wanna see, they don't wanna see
Got too many boys wanna ride in my front seat
In my front seat, in my front seat
Got too much baggage in my trunk they don't wanna see
They don't wanna see, they don't wanna see
[Outro: Danny Styles]
Got too many boys wanna ride in my front seat
In my front seat, in my front seat
Got too many boys wanna ride in my front seat
In my front seat, in my front seat
Got too many boys wanna ride in my front seat
In my front seat, in my front seat
