Ferrari Music (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1: Fetty Wap]
I'm drinkin' pink champagne out of Sprite bottles, ay
I pour up pints of the lean, baby
Rich days, rich nights and nice models, ayy
Feel like it's all but a dream, baby
I still ain't mastered my skill levels
b*tch said I look cool in my 6 like Bill Russell, ayy
Skinny n*gga, my music is all muscle, n*gga
I don't carry weight, I just lift it, I don't struggle, ayy
RGF was the greatest gift, ayy
Now I'm cruisin' in the latest whips, ayy
I'm screamin' out like we made it, b*tch, ayy
Cause I came from nothin' and n*ggas know it, ayy
And I came from New Jersey, n*ggas know it, ayy
And n*ggas did me dirty and n*ggas know it, ayy
Now I got all this cash and n*ggas know it, ayy
Could have had the same chance but he blew it, ayy

[Interlude: Fetty Wap]
Yeah baby, whoa
Yeah baby, whoa, ayy whoa, ayy
Could have had the same chance but n*ggas blew it, ayy
Had the same chance but n*ggas blew it, ayy
You could have had the same chance but boy you blew it, ayy
I'd like to thank my fans
Because of you guys I do what the f*ck I want
Man and it feels f*ckin' good
1738! Squaaaad!
[Verse 2: House Party]
n*ggas send threats when we see 'em, it's never nothin'
And every coupe I jump inside, sh*t start with a button
My n*ggas on my side, so you could never touch me
You n*ggas bark, no bite, I swear this sh*t is funny
You n*ggas suspect, got bands I ain't touched yet
Mont just bought a car and we don't know where the trunk at
Can't see where the love at cause all we see is hate
My whole team a bunch of shooters
Zoo Curry, we Golden State now
Back rubs, Versace lotion, your b*tch is crazy with it
I can get your b*tch right now, bet you 80 hit it
Wap just bought a brand new car, he's in Mercedes, n*gga
Just know that when I pull out, I ain't playin' with you
Used to be the n*gga they play
Now I'm a fat mothaf*cka that got b*tches for days
We could go toe to toe any night, any day
Or we could go flow to flow, however you wanna play, ay