This track is a high-octane celebration of the opulent lifestyle that comes with being successful artists. The lyrics are filled with references to luxury cars, flashy jewelry, and extravagant spending - all hallmarks of the hip-hop world's version of success. The artists also express their confidence and dominance in their relationships with women. By repeating phrases like "Two-seater run with your bitch" and "Butterfly doors on the Benz," they emphasize their wealth and status. The song serves as a reminder of where they are now in contrast to where they started, reinforcing their hard-earned place in the music industry. It's a triumphant anthem that showcases their achievements while also serving as motivation for listeners who aspire to similar heights.
2 Seater
Lyrics
(Got it on Smash)
(Go Grizz) Yeah, yeah
Ha-ha, you already know
(Hitmaka) Yeah
Two-seater run with your bitch (ooh)
Butterfly doors on the Benz (speeding)
Runnin' through bands, I'm rich (I'm rich)
Everything president tints (hoo)
I'm on Ocean with a bad ho (Ocean, yeah)
Top down, she got flew'd out (yeah, ay)
On the back seat with the extendo (ay)
Smokin' indoor with my jewels out (hm, yeah)
Two-seater run with your bitch (ooh)
Butterfly doors on the Benz (speeding)
Runnin' through bands, I'm rich (I'm rich)
Everything president tints (ooh)
I'm on Ocean with a bad ho (Ocean, yeah)
Top down, she got flew'd out (whoa)
On the back seat with the extendo (yeah)
Smokin' indoor with my jewels out (yeah)
One-twenty, I blew right by you (by you)
I just told a bad bitch "Slide through" (slide)
Two-seater, hop in, she can ride through (ride)
Whip the Ferrari through the Chick-fil-A drive-thru, uh
High as an Einstein IQ, yeah (IQ)
She gon' get my name as a tattoo (tattoo)
No square shit, that's a taboo
Let's do no boy Malibu
Ybn (BN), she skiin' (skiin')
He tap out (tap out), put G in (G in)
Lil' bad bitch (lil' bad bitch), Korean ('Rean)
Hop out my whip, European (European)
On Broadway, like all day (all day)
Know I fuck with Nahmir, yeah, the long way (long way)
She just (she just) left my hotel (my hotel)
Did a clean walk of shame down the hallway (ha-ha-ha-ha)
Money with the squad, get money with the squad
get money with the squad, uh (squad)
Put that on God, man, I stay on my job
it's the young heartthrob (as the young heartthrob)
Money with the squad, get money with the squad
get money with the squad, uh (get money)
Put that on God, man, I stay on my job
as the young heartthrob
Two-seater run with your bitch (ooh)
Butterfly doors on the Benz (speeding)
Runnin' through bands, I'm rich (I'm rich)
Everything president tints (hoo)
I'm on Ocean with a bad ho (Ocean, yeah)
Top down, she got flew'd out (yeah, ay)
On the back seat with the extendo (ay)
Smokin' indoor with my jewels out (hm, yeah)
Two-seater run with your bitch (ooh)
Butterfly doors on the Benz (speeding)
Runnin' through bands, I'm rich (I'm rich)
Everything president tints (ooh)
I'm on Ocean with a bad ho (Ocean, yeah)
Top down, she got flew'd out (whoa)
On the back seat with the extendo (yeah)
Smokin' indoor with my jewels out (yeah)
Ridin' with a thick bitch, wrist on big shit
top down coupe with the stick shift
On your bitch wish-list, YBN big fist
shrimp-ass nigga, you a fish-stick
Smokin' pre-rolled with a bad ho, drop that zero, fuck with a hero (yeah)
I'm on South beach on a jetski, bitch tryna find me like Nemo
Bankrolls, all hundreds, yeah, that's your bitch? I want her, yeah
If the bitch outta pocket, I shoot like a rocket
Hundred round drum on the stick, I'm poppin'
Two-seater run with your bitch (ooh)
Butterfly doors on the Benz (speeding)
Runnin' through bands, I'm rich (I'm rich)
Everything president tints (hoo)
I'm on Ocean with a bad ho (Ocean, yeah)
Top down, she got flew'd out (yeah, ay)
On the back seat with the extendo (ay)
Smokin' indoor with my jewels out (hm, yeah)
Two-seater run with your bitch (ooh)
Butterfly doors on the Benz (speeding)
Runnin' through bands, I'm rich (rich)
Everything president tints (ooh)
I'm on Ocean with a bad ho (Ocean, yeah)
Top down, she got flew'd out (whoa)
On the back seat with the extendo (woo, woo, woo)
Smokin' indoor with my jewels out (Offset)
Money with the gang but baguettes on her chain (gang)
Mulsanne in the rain, now the coupe with no brain (brain)
Clout on their name but they do this shit for fame (clout)
Eatin' candy-cane and it got a neck sprain (whew)
I'm a pimp with the game with these diamonds on my ring (pimp)
Let the gang hit her, we don't even know her name (who?)
Mixed, Margiela with Alexander Wang (mixed)
Countin' up the money 'til my thumb got sprained (ah)
These niggas be cap, their money not the same (cap)
Shawty ass fat, can I offer you a drink? (Fat)
There's a nigga in the back, he don't talk, he insane (shh)
Hit 'em with the flames and he dropping the names (drop)
Ooh, it's a shame, she got curls in her frame (ooh)
Hit her one time with your bitch and the gang (hey)
Nigga taking my drip, might as well take my name (huh)
See these niggas plottin' and they watchin', tryna hate (brrat)
Walkin' in the bank (bank), take it out the bank (bank)
My daughter is the same (same), no limit with the tank
Made a hundred bands (bands), plus a hundred bands (bands)
Plus another half a million, do the Running Man (bands)
Your baby momma ain't nothin', what you nutted in? (Nothin')
You want smoke "Uh-, uh-," got you stutterin' ("uh-, uh-")
Hoppin' on a jet, goin' to the motherland (jet)
Got another check, then I did the Running Man (check)
Writer(s): Christian Ward, Gerald Gillum, Kevin A. Price, Kiari Cephus, Nicholas Simmons, Samuel David Jimenez
Copyright(s): Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
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