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Hey, if you got one light that bitch up motherfucker
Haha, yeah
This that ridin' around for no reason
Got the windows a tad cracked and I’m chiefin', yeah yeah
This that rooftop with a speaker
Blue dream and a Swisher
Full moon, never clearer, yeah yeah
This that ridin' 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 m, no, not here
This that I don’t take ordrs, I don’t take shit
I 'vbeen drinking water and hitting that gym
2021, I be going real big
So big, they be like, «How you carry that shit?»
got me stressing down
Strutting in the game years long
Had a bunch of people try me
Now them same lames, yeah they all gone
Drop a let my team know
You fuck a duck, I want 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 bullet box, got the slap soundin' like thunder
This that ah-hah, that fuck you, this middle finger when I pass dueds
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 tellin' 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 rollin' 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