Falcon

You got the cash

Well I am about to come in and embezzle it

I am on a whole 'nother level

I put the bass up in your face

You're feeling it treble

You jokers corny like kettle

My superflow is olympic that I need a medal

Pop out the bushes like "Hello!"

I reach for the top and never settle

You say you rock, you a pebble

I rock and roll, I'm heavy metal

Where are you now

Where are you now (I'm whipping it)

Sitting back, Listening

Where are you, Where are you now

(Dipping it, butterfly, butterfly)

Where are you now

Falcon, Falcon, Fuck 'em

There's cops on the road

There's cops on the road

There's cops on the road

There's cops on the road, Falcon

I'm on the move

Cops on the road, Douse 'em

I got you all bouncing, Falcon

I am not afraid to walk the lonely road

I'm so curious of where we go, oh

Who really cares, we won't be there

When kingdom comes, it all falls down

(Cops on the road)

I hope wherever you are

You can see all of the stars, constellations

I'm impatient, you are

Beautiful (beautiful)

You should know (you should know)

Wherever you go, I'mma follow

Wherever you go, I'mma follow

My heart is so hollow, I'm high as Apollo

Seventeen, having problems with all of them models

Who rather bring bottles on bottles

We gotta go skrt, head on with all 'em

Oh only you, can hold me down

What do you think I'm doing when you're not around

I'm just at home by myself

(Or out with them girls

Oh we both know that doesn't help me)

(No, no I'm ready to go)

So much better than before

Nigga said I wasn't dope

But now my head is on the road

Bounce (got me swerving on the road)

Bounce (all them cops is on the road)

Bounce, Bounce (Cops, Falcon)

Looking at my life East Atlanta

I'm a African American a variant to what my city's like

The world's going to hell

I just roll up the gas

And pass it all around the circle for my day 1 homies

Oh, you acting like you know me

Remember when I was so lowkey

Chill in the club, with a doobie and a cutie

Well I got a lil vibe, I know they gone judge me

But that's a necessary evil

And I was gonna sin like people

I'm living a lie, trying to do this right

Go mama do your dance

Leave my money in advance, the Louie V pants

I'm never playing bout my bands

Kick in your door, “Doo! Doo! Doo!"

With the tool in my hand

Raury they don't understand

We had to stick it to the man

We bout to hit the road

Leave the money where I can

Let them hate on this event

That's just a piece of the plan

Breaking news

There seems to be a high speed police chase

At north bound on the Los Angeles 101 freeway

There seems to be two cars

Trying to outrun police officers

With falcon winged doors, this is exciting