Lyrics: kuru
Music: kuru
Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah
This one for my boys who be turnin' up
Vivid roll a 3.5, now we burnin' up
Got racks front seat like we tourin', yeah
I ain't mean to flex much, am I boring ya?
And we know we the ones who be poppin' them bottles
Boy, that ain't your gun, why you totin' the nozzle?
If I run that back, then I'm going full throttle
Boy, I need to check, check before I'm going colossal
If I pop my shit right now, then I'm awesome, wait
If I pop my shit right now, she might call me
Boy, I'm Yasu down and my boy wearin' Marni
Had to ditch them lames, I'm like, "Sorry, not sorry"
I was off of two Xans, I was late to the party
And I should kick that shit, but I want some more
I'm hoppin' out the coupe, yeah, the two-door
I mean, my God, man, I hate sayin' bye
Hate the look up on your face when you're wiping your eyes
I was tryna get a lotta money, hope you hop in the ride
I was beauty:beast down with my head in the sky
It's a lotta people hatin', know they want me to die
But it's cool, yeah, they broke and I'm still doing fine
Go 200 on the road, but I ain't paying a fine
I ain't ever get caught, I ain't doing no time
I ain't ever get caught, I ain't got shit to whine about, what, huh
I ain't ever get caught, I ain't got shit to whine about
My exes mad that I'm up, they got shit just to cry about, what
It's too much white on your nose
You should go ahead and wipe your snout
Another pill, that's cool, but I'm still watchin' out
I don't gotta say too much, you should be watching your mouth
Run it back, play the show, then I count my paychecks
Shit ain't easy, but I had some patience
Put it in order, it's yours for the taking, woah
It's some new shit on my wrist, had to wait like I'm baking, what
This one for my boys who be turnin' up
Vivid roll a 3.5, now we burnin' up
Got racks front seat like we tourin', yeah
I ain't mean to flex much, am I boring ya?
And we know we the ones who be poppin' them bottles
Boy, that ain't your gun, why you totin' the nozzle?
If I run that back, then I'm going full throttle
Boy, I need to check, check before I'm going colossal
If I pop my shit right now, then I'm awesome, wait
If I pop my shit right now, she might call me
Boy, I'm Yasu down and my boy wearin' Marni
Had to ditch them lames, I'm like, "Sorry, not sorry"
I was off of two Xans, I was late to the party
And I should kick that shit, but I want some more
I'm hoppin' out the coupe, yeah, the two-door