Letras
This that sliding up the PCH
Coming down Malibu
Sunroof cracked
Letting the breeze flow though my beard and all that
You feel me?
Sliding through the hills of Topanga Canyon
Lil mama riding shotgun thats a good companion
Ocean breeze in my beard it's like 78°
Had to stop by Mastro's for a nice steak
I just show a shawty player shit, I don't make dates
Might take the foreign out and go and hit figure eights
These are days that I used to dream about
Now I take my prayers and my goals and just live em out
Y'all still thinking it's college, I been graduated
Tryna get under my skin won't make me agitated
Every play that make is always calculated
That's why you still on yo ass and get aggravated
Life's a weight room; go and get yo buff on
Still block you haters out without my specs on
Big stepper watch how I get my walk on
Shawty know I'm fire so she let the convo drag-on
If it ain't exclusive I don't need it
If it be a goal, I'ma reach it
Cut from a different cloth, I'm prestigious
And that's the reason why these lames wanna be us
If it ain't exclusive I don't need it
If it be a goal, I'ma reach it
Cut from a different cloth, I'm prestigious
And that's the reason why these lames wanna be us
I'm back to rapping now
Serving y'all these dope lines, you would think I'm trapping now
Have yo ears in a chokehold until you tapping out
The competition is jokes i gotta laugh it out mayne
I got gems in my lines, it'll make you crack a dictionary
Y'all niggas drawn out characters, Pictionary
I need the Lotus with a paint job yellow canary
The whip shining like it got touched by a fairy
A lot y'all go to school and don't learn shit
That's like learning how to swing but don't get a hit
That's like going the the range and never pull a trigger
Now I ball every day like the head of Big Tigger
Finna gas up and slide down the 27