Toucan

Bitch, I'm the man, I'm in demand
Sometimes I feel like the world's in my hand
I need the bands, so what's the plan?
I'm 'bout to hop on this flight to Japan
Next time you see me I'm in Santorini
At Kamari Beach with my feet in the sand
Lately it looks like Tulum is too crowded
So I might just post up in the Yucatan

Who cares? Got a shorty for the roll
Two bands, paid a quarter for the zone
Toucan, now we really getting stoned
Don't plan, gotta let a nigga roam
Who cares? Got a shorty for the roll
Two bands, paid a quarter for the zone
Toucan, now we really getting stoned
Don't plan, gotta let a nigga roam

I was right there went it all went down
Just like that I was the man in my town
Everybody wanna get a piece of me now
'Cause I'm so authentic can't steal my style
Drip too hard, need to get wiped down
Man, I dare one of y'all to come and get my crown
Standing ovation when I take my bow
Nigga send the location we gone shut shit down

I don't take nothing for granted no more
Out in Brazil they wanna book me a show
Fans in Nigeria fuck with me period
Peace to my people way down in Lagos
Sometimes I feel like I need to escape to a place
Where they don't even know me no more
Trust me, I been to Miami and I been to Cali
I met me a baddy from Fernando Valley

And she was just cool with us smokin' and fuckin'
Eventually that was a dub
Shorty it's only been like seven days
And you feeling like somehow what we had was love
See you remind me of one them girls
That I met when I used to work down at the club
One or two drinks and you prolly was cool
But you start acting different when you get drunk

Oh, that's how you feel? (Oh, that's how you feel?)
End of this night I'll be catching this flight
I'ma tell you what it is (I'ma tell you what it is)
Me and you both got premium dope
But it is what it is (and it is what it is)
And a nigga never miss (and a nigga never miss)
I don't even reminisce my darling, this my problem
If I faded, I wouldn't even miss my stardom

Bitch, I'm the man, I'm in demand
Sometimes I feel like the world's in my hand
I need the bands, so what's the plan?
I'm 'bout to hop on this flight to Japan
Next time you see me I'm in Santorini
At Kamari Beach with my feet in the sand
Lately it looks like Tulum is too crowded
So I might just post up in the Yucatan

Who cares? Got a shorty for the roll
Two bands, paid a quarter for the zone
Toucan, now we really getting stoned
Don't plan, gotta let a nigga roam
Who cares? Got a shorty for the roll
Two bands, paid a quarter for the zone
Toucan, now we really getting stoned
Don't plan, gotta let a nigga roam



Credits
Writer(s): Dvon Cruse, Malcolm Mays
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