Hartl3y - Venue (Feat. Mario Judah) Lyrics

When we pull up to the venue, we don't park (We don't park)
I need my back-end before we back in, bills large (I need them racks)
All my brothers bosses, can't tell us apart (Yeah)
Everything we do coming straight from the heart (What we got)
Got a bad bitch (Yeah)
She want her ass enlarged (Yeah)
I'm in a 9-11 (Yeah)
Feels like a NASCAR (Yeah)
I'm chasing blue racks (Racks)
Feel like an Avatar (Whoo)
She wants the finer things (Finer things)
Champagne and caviar
Only time I tap the brakes, is when I start up the car
Fast lane I can't slow down, I'll see you tomorrow (Skeet)
Bossed my life up, my wrist be shining just like the stars (Shine)
I pull strings like I play the guitar (Yeah yeah yeah)
Ima tax you double, you're from out of town (Out of town)
Got a bad chick, she made me settle down (Settle down)
One of the realist in the game boy, hands down (Hands down)
If you was my homie, and you didn't keep it solid, you're a fan (Fan)
Riding with them drums, yeah that's a mobile band
Instead of buying chains, I invested in some land
Came out the mud, I don't really f*ck with sand (Uh Huh)
If you owe me money, I need it right here in my hand
When we pull up to the venue, we don't park (We don't park)
I need my back-end before we back in, bills long (I need them racks)
All my brothers bosses, can't tell us apart (Yeah)
Everything we do coming straight from the heart (What we got)
Got a bad bitch (Yeah)
She want her ass enlarged (Yeah)
I'm in a 9-11 (Yeah)
Feels like a NASCAR (Yeah)
I'm chasing blue racks (Racks)
Feel like an Avatar (Whoo)
She wants the finer things (Finer things)
Champagne and caviar
Skinny jeans (Like some thigh pads)
Got my bankroll looking like some thigh pads (Skeet)
Push the Bentley down the interstate, like it's hijacked
My side hustle always tryna get me side tracked (Yeah)
I sold the 68' cutlass, now I'm tryna buy back (Yeah)
I always been ready for war, you can check my scars (I'm war ready)
I, can't do nothing average Ima always raise the bar (Yeah yeah)
I, told my shooter watch my back cause these niggas fronting
I treat everything like gold, cause I, came up from nothing (Nothing)
I've been round a whole bunch of money, and some bricks (Cash)
My uncle showed me how to hustle, as a jit (Lil one)
I can show you how to ball, without a glitch (Without a glitch yeah)
Keep real ones around me, no counterfeit (No counterfeit)
When we pull up to the venue, we don't park (We don't park)
I need my back-end before we back in, bills long (I need them racks)
All my brothers bosses, can't tell us apart (Yeah)
Everything we do coming straight from the heart (What we got)
Got a bad bitch (Yeah)
She want her ass enlarged (Yeah)
I'm in a 9-11 (Yeah)
Feels like a NASCAR (Yeah)
I'm chasing blue racks (Racks)
Feel like an Avatar (Whoo)
She wants the finer things (Finer things)
Champagne and caviar