(Prod. Yondrr)
It's okay if you geeked every now and then
Shorty high, and she gone, and she with the wind
I got VVS stones on my chin And these boys my sons, Not my kin
Yeah, they rappers sons, not my twins,
Hot just like the sun, pop his man's
Run up, get em down, in the sand,
Shotgun, get up off my land
Prada run, I just dropped a band
Got the guns they think we the Taliban
Rollin' thrax, think I need a different strain,
Pop tags, Rick boots, break it in
My chop, hit Dude, better duck
Ridin' in that big body, Tesla truck
Flic up with my brothers, cuz he tatted up
Drop a couple dollars, give my wrist a cut
If I see some lights in the rear then I'm crashin' We flew through the city, pull up like Aladdin
Now the boys hatin', the racks, I be flashin' Roll up a eighth , and I'm chillin, relaxin
If you want that feat , then I'm taxing you, yeah
We slid in that coupe too fast, had to make sure my seatbelt fasten
It's okay if you geeked every now and then
Shorty high, and she gone, and she with the wind
I got VVS stones on my chin And these boys my sons, Not my kin
Yeah, they rappers sons, not my twins,
Hot just like the sun, pop his man's
Run up, get em down, in the sand,
Shotgun, get up off my land
Baby
I love you
Oh, so
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English
(Prod. Yondrr)
It's okay if you geeked every now and then
Shorty high, and she gone, and she with the wind
I got VVS stones on my chin And these boys my sons, Not my kin
Yeah, they rappers sons, not my twins,
Hot just like the sun, pop his man's
Run up, get em down, in the sand,
Shotgun, get up off my land
Prada run, I just dropped a band
Got the guns they think we the Taliban
Rollin' thrax, think I need a different strain,
Pop tags, Rick boots, break it in
My chop, hit Dude, better duck
Ridin' in that big body, Tesla truck
Flic up with my brothers, cuz he tatted up
Drop a couple dollars, give my wrist a cut
If I see some lights in the rear then I'm crashin' We flew through the city, pull up like Aladdin
Now the boys hatin', the racks, I be flashin' Roll up a eighth , and I'm chillin, relaxin
If you want that feat , then I'm taxing you, yeah
We slid in that coupe too fast, had to make sure my seatbelt fasten
It's okay if you geeked every now and then
Shorty high, and she gone, and she with the wind
I got VVS stones on my chin And these boys my sons, Not my kin
Yeah, they rappers sons, not my twins,
Hot just like the sun, pop his man's
Run up, get em down, in the sand,
Shotgun, get up off my land
Baby
I love you
Oh, so
It's okay if you geeked every now and then
Shorty high, and she gone, and she with the wind
I got VVS stones on my chin And these boys my sons, Not my kin
Yeah, they rappers sons, not my twins,
Hot just like the sun, pop his man's
Run up, get em down, in the sand,
Shotgun, get up off my land
Prada run, I just dropped a band
Got the guns they think we the Taliban
Rollin' thrax, think I need a different strain,
Pop tags, Rick boots, break it in
My chop, hit Dude, better duck
Ridin' in that big body, Tesla truck
Flic up with my brothers, cuz he tatted up
Drop a couple dollars, give my wrist a cut
If I see some lights in the rear then I'm crashin' We flew through the city, pull up like Aladdin
Now the boys hatin', the racks, I be flashin' Roll up a eighth , and I'm chillin, relaxin
If you want that feat , then I'm taxing you, yeah
We slid in that coupe too fast, had to make sure my seatbelt fasten
It's okay if you geeked every now and then
Shorty high, and she gone, and she with the wind
I got VVS stones on my chin And these boys my sons, Not my kin
Yeah, they rappers sons, not my twins,
Hot just like the sun, pop his man's
Run up, get em down, in the sand,
Shotgun, get up off my land
Baby
I love you
Oh, so
Writer: Christopher Jefferson
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