Check Ay, if you got one, light that bitch up, motherfucker Hahaha, yeah
This that riding around for no reason Got the windows a tad cracked and I'm chiefing, yeah yeah This that rooftop with a speaker Blue dream and a swisher, full moon, never clearer, yeah yeah This that riding around for no reason Got the windows a tad cracked and I'm chiefing, yeah yeah This that rooftop with a speaker Blue dream and a swisher, full moon, never clearer, yeah
This that Optimo, that Oldsmobile This that pull up by myself, no security with me, no, not here This that I don't take orders, I don't take shit I been drinking water and hitting that gym 2021, I be going real big So big, they be like, "How you carry that shit?" Dog, I been stressing, now the stress gone Strutting in the game years long Had a bunch of people try me Now them same lames, yeah they all gone Drop a project, let my team know You fuck a duck, I'm with ten swans This the level that you hating motherfuckers wish I was not on
Yeah yeah, but we ain't worried 'bout you The cheese we own be blue And you can't fit these shoes Yeah, yeah, we ain't worried 'bout you Chevy got a phantom roof And the south side got me too
This that riding around for no reason Got the windows a tad cracked and I'm chiefing, yeah yeah This that rooftop with a speaker Blue dream and a swisher, full moon, never clearer, yeah yeah This that riding around for no reason Got the windows a tad cracked and I'm chiefing, yeah yeah This that rooftop with a speaker Blue dream and a swisher, full moon, never clearer, yeah
This that "Oh shit, there's a cop on my bumper" This that two 12s in a ported box, got the slap sounding like thunder This that ah-hah, that fuck you, this middle finger when I pass dudes There's a lifestyle that I attach to and when the world ends, I'm still that dude Mr. backwoods, Mr. Tennessee, Mr. ain't no telling what I'm finna be Going down in Music City history for telling mainstream to go suck a D All this southern comfort baby up for free Especially when you rolling well as me It's 6-1-5 until the grass ain't green I'm the farms, rivers, hills, and the creeks
Yeah yeah, but we ain't worried 'bout you The cheese we own be blue And you can't fit these shoes Yeah, yeah, we ain't worried 'bout you Chevy got a phantom roof And the south side got me too
This that riding around for no reason Got the windows a tad cracked and I'm chiefing, yeah yeah This that rooftop with a speaker Blue dream and a swisher, full moon, never clearer, yeah yeah This that riding around for no reason Got the windows a tad cracked and I'm chiefing, yeah yeah This that rooftop with a speaker Blue dream and a swisher, full moon, never clearer, yeah yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
