[Verse]
Chrome wheels spinning, buggy on the prowl,
Mini horse flexing, trotting with style.
All black fit, I'm the midnight specter,
Clip-clop rhythm, no need for a vector.
[Chorus]
Low buggy bounce, cruising through the scene,
Mini horse power, the Amish dream machine.
Barnyard to the block, we redefine the steez,
Whipping past the fields, bringing swag to the breeze.
[Verse 2]
Gold trim reins, got the leather stitched tight,
Lanterns glowing bright, cutting through the night.
No engine needed, still we out here fly,
Mini horse drift, leave a trail in the sky.
[Bridge]
Old school vibes, but the steez so fresh,
Hitchin’ up the buggy, I’m the plowman’s best.
No gas, no fumes, just oats in the stash,
Mini horse swag, leaving haters in the past.
[Verse 3]
Beard game strong, got the hat tipped low,
Haystack backdrop, but the drip still glow.
From the farm to the block, they all stop and stare,
Mini horse lowrider, can’t nobody compare.
[Chorus]
Low buggy bounce, cruising through the scene,
Mini horse power, the Amish dream machine.
Barnyard to the block, we redefine the steez,
Whipping past the fields, bringing swag to the breeze.