Lyrics

If its a race im off the line quick leaving em every step She goin lick on me cuz my interior is fresh Ain't no teary eyes, pussy only thing im getting wet Without moving a muscle I could make it rain now thats a flex Moncler waterproof over the sweater I used to dodge raindrops but now i just change the weather Youngin fucking up the game with minimal effort And it feel good to tote guns so its hard not to mix the business with pleasure And I get paid on vacation Feel like the man when i walk in a goddess giving me a standing ovation Before the play start,I got a leg up on the competition Thats real motion Colorist, only count money same color as the Ocean You don't want no problems Put you in this raw that we smoking Polar bear toes man this shit to cold Vintage polo bear coat when it get too cold Im too playa,tryna have platinum parlay Me and all my niggas linking up something like da mayors Platinum baller, shot caller I literally get paid to turn niggas into a marksman Grimm made the beat n my voice is the coffin Im chilling on the beach N my bitch jump out the water like a dolphin We put a hole in ya head if its bout the Bread, paper, or my respect Skirt off to the MIdnight cruise to the moonlight We the midnight cruise skirt off to the moonlightt This the midnight cruise Which ya midnight crew From the night to the morning We fly from born to the coffin 242 - 242 We The Midnight cruise Gun$moke
Writer(s): Garrett Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out