Lyrics: Pavel Dvořák
Music: Pavel Dvořák
(evilgiane)
(Eera)
(****)
Walkin' out the bank, what I'm finna, (Do-ahh), do?
But I'm lookin' at you (SURF-SURF-SURF—)
And we in the club, she shakin' how she do, yeah
But, I like what you do
We was in, like, RVA, I'm clutchin' on my tool
Took a plane to New York City, I can't bring the tool
Uh, like, open up, I'm tryna, ooh
Yeah, like, come closer to you (You-ahh)
Took a trip up off the shrooms, bitch, I'm tryna—, ooh-ahh
Like, what you doin'?-Ooh-ahh
What you doin'?-ahh?
What you doin'-ahh?
What you doin'-ohh? yeah
Like, walk inside the party, Glock up on my hip, ho
I said, "Wait, I'm goated", but you ain't know that shit though
Bitch, we smokin' palm tree, by the ****in' ocean
Walkin' out the bank, what I'm finna, (Do-ahh), do?
But I'm lookin' at you (SURF-SURF-SURF—)
And we in the club, she shakin' how she do, yeah
But, I like what you do
We was in, like, RVA, I'm clutchin' on my tool
Took a plane to New York City, I can't bring the tool
Uh, like, open up, I'm tryna, ooh
Yeah, like, come closer to you (You-ahh)
Took a trip up off the shrooms, bitch, I'm tryna—, ooh-ahh
Like, what you doin'?-Ooh-ahh
What you doin'?-ahh?
What you doin'-ahh?
What you doin'-ohh? yeah
Like, walk inside the party, Glock up on my hip, ho
I said, "Wait, I'm goated", but you ain't know that shit though
Bitch, we smokin' palm tree, by the ****in' ocean