Yea, yea Snow falls, I fall tonight Hop inside the whip, put the Louis to the side Pull off from the crib, bumpin' Gucci in my ride Top down, like me, don't bother asking why Lying to my face, why you gotta waste my time Sippin' wine by the shrine, trapped inside my own mind Fuck lines, I'ma grind, I got a pack of 9 Better off alone, better off...Learn More