Shhhhhh tuh
yea
well yea
uh huh
yea
shhhh
uh
Hey, hey, uh-huh, what?
Yeah, nigga doin' good, that's the shit I used to pray for
Know that I'm the one, it's the shit that I was made for
Call me El-Hun, me amigo 'bout his pesos
oceanfront resort across the street, Cartier store
Yeah, in love with the block, but I know the beach is better
We hittin' up the beach 'cause it get the pussy wetter
I'm rollin' up this leaf and you know it's all pressure
Fucked up, ten bands, swear to God it's nothin' special
Poppin' champagne for my pain, I don't even like to drink
Unless a nigga talkin' Wock, I want purple over pink
Feel like I make a highlight every time that I blink
Been around the world, feel like Lisa Stansfield
Been up on my pape, gotta get it how you live
Niggas mad at me 'cause they at a standstill
In a race to a mil', tryna get it, God's will
Waitin' on the rain to turn to sunshine
'Cause I hate to scream my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin' one time, fell sleep on the East, but I woke up in San Juan
Big back woods, pretty bitches with tan lines
up the score so much, they like how is it halftime
Gettin' to the that's my favorite pastime
I done missed my flight, gotta catch me real quick
Red-eyed, damn