PT Cruiser (feat. SZA)

Cooler, wish I never knew ya
We were in the backseat of your momma PT Cruiser, yeah
Hallelujah, wish I never knew ya (never)
We were in the backseat of your momma PT-PT-PT
Summertime's the vibe to wear
On the transit line, to where?
You cannot deny to wear
I sense a vibe to wear

Rambo, taste so goody, no Campbell, uh
Pull up with a hoodie and sandals, uh
Shorty playin' a picture, no Van Gogh, uh
Heard you were the one, no lie, mm
You need your boy (need your boy), that's my queen (that's my)
You bring me joy
Niggas goin' crazy in the group chat, uh (group chat)
Shawty threw one, so I shoot back (shoot back)
Now niggas askin': Where the loot back? (Loot back)
Feel like Coltrane with the new sack (new sack)
You should chill in your momma PT (PT)
But y'all niggas moved out to DC, uh (DC)
Shorty went to Howard, getting Geechee
Chillin' in the county, no PG, uh
But we kept it real low-key
'Cause your friends is real nosy
Bubble goose and we cozy
Talkin' bout in like '03
Beef and broccoli, no cold feet
Bump a Jill, and we go deep
I was sweet 'cause she chose me
Used to live up on Mosley
Goin' down memory lane
All I really did was remember the pain
Shawty switched up, and I still got restraints
She really did change, she really did change, bro

And you walk the way, but taught that gang
Yeah, yeah (taught that), yeah, yeah, oh

Cooler, wish I never knew ya
We were in the backseat of your momma PT Cruiser, yeah
Hallelujah, wish I never knew ya (never)
We were in the backseat of your momma PT-PT-PT
Summertime's the vibe to wear
On the transit line, to where?
You cannot deny to wear
I sense a vibe to wear

Watch me when you ain't know me, but you still show me love
Throw me out to the goonies, feel like Goonies
Can't never say that, never fucked
I just chill and rock to your beat
Let them other bitches chase the meat
I don't know the taste of defeat
Ride my wave, ride my wave
I can't say you my favorite among my hoes, that's why I stay
Even when you try separate, I'm not gonna shoot the fake
New bitch wanna see me, we can box
She just wanna be me, that's a fact
Drive me home, I think of you a lot
I just want my old nigga back
These not the same for us
Livin' so dangerous
Life was an angel dust
Every time we made love

Let me get that bomb thing back
Let me get that true love back
Let me get that, mm-mm, I need your love

Cooler, wish I never knew ya
We were in the backseat of your momma PT Cruiser, yeah
Hallelujah, wish I never knew ya (never)
We were in the backseat of your momma PT-PT-PT
Summertime's the vibe to wear
On the transit line, to where?
You cannot deny to wear
I sense a vibe to wear