NEO
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah, uh, hmm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, hmm
She know I'm the one like Neo (Neo)
Her best friend want a trio (trio)
Ice on my neck, that's frío (Frío)
It's Friday, R.I.P. Deebo (Deebo)
College nigga, I was drinkin' Tito's (Tito's)
Now, it's champagne for the free, though (free, though)
Real gold chain, not a CeeLo (CeeLo)
Niggas wanna talk, we can reload (reload)
Just touched down, we in Euro (Euro)
Italy summer, Lake Como (Como)
Driving on the boat next to Clooney's house
Sippin' on a lil' Casamigo' (Pellegrino)
These models say, "Cheese" for the photo
Size 11, nigga, I'm a Frodo (Frodo)
I bought two chairs in the south of France
I'm a cultured motherfucker, nigga, you know (you know)
Brand-new Aminé, got you baptized
I'll be on the records, we gon' franchise
Seven and three quarters be my S-size
Told my barber, "Fade it on both sides"
Yeah, I told my barber, "Fade it on both sides"
(Nigga) ugh
Faded on both sides
She know I'm the one like Neo (Neo)
Her best friend want a trio (trio)
Ice on my neck, that's frío (Frío)
It's Friday, R.I.P. Deebo (Deebo)
College nigga, I was drinkin' Tito's (Tito's)
Now, it's champagne for the free, though (free, though)
Real gold chain, not a CeeLo (CeeLo)
Niggas wanna talk, we can reload (reload)
I'm with my S-Q-D, M-O-B
You know where I'm from, baby (Five-O-three)
It's hard to find love when your soul feel bleak
(Got a hundred missed calls, girl, it ain't that deep)
Stuck in the middle
Shootin' up a club, but I don't have a pistol
Sittin' on my lap, got me hard as her nipples
That's not a Glock, baby, that's my pickle
She know I'm the one like Neo (Neo)
Her best friend want a trio (trio)
Ice on my neck, that's frío (Frío)
It's Friday, R.I.P. Deebo (Deebo)
College nigga, I was drinkin' Tito's (Tito's)
Now, it's champagne for the free, though (free, though)
Real gold chain, not a CeeLo (CeeLo)
Niggas wanna talk, we can reload (reload)
Came out the jump with it right in my truck
And we tryna have fun, fuck a PO (PO)
DMs by the mill' talkin', "Come to Brazil"
And me just might pull up to Rio
Uh, yeah, uh, hmm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, hmm
She know I'm the one like Neo (Neo)
Her best friend want a trio (trio)
Ice on my neck, that's frío (Frío)
It's Friday, R.I.P. Deebo (Deebo)
College nigga, I was drinkin' Tito's (Tito's)
Now, it's champagne for the free, though (free, though)
Real gold chain, not a CeeLo (CeeLo)
Niggas wanna talk, we can reload (reload)
Just touched down, we in Euro (Euro)
Italy summer, Lake Como (Como)
Driving on the boat next to Clooney's house
Sippin' on a lil' Casamigo' (Pellegrino)
These models say, "Cheese" for the photo
Size 11, nigga, I'm a Frodo (Frodo)
I bought two chairs in the south of France
I'm a cultured motherfucker, nigga, you know (you know)
Brand-new Aminé, got you baptized
I'll be on the records, we gon' franchise
Seven and three quarters be my S-size
Told my barber, "Fade it on both sides"
Yeah, I told my barber, "Fade it on both sides"
(Nigga) ugh
Faded on both sides
She know I'm the one like Neo (Neo)
Her best friend want a trio (trio)
Ice on my neck, that's frío (Frío)
It's Friday, R.I.P. Deebo (Deebo)
College nigga, I was drinkin' Tito's (Tito's)
Now, it's champagne for the free, though (free, though)
Real gold chain, not a CeeLo (CeeLo)
Niggas wanna talk, we can reload (reload)
I'm with my S-Q-D, M-O-B
You know where I'm from, baby (Five-O-three)
It's hard to find love when your soul feel bleak
(Got a hundred missed calls, girl, it ain't that deep)
Stuck in the middle
Shootin' up a club, but I don't have a pistol
Sittin' on my lap, got me hard as her nipples
That's not a Glock, baby, that's my pickle
She know I'm the one like Neo (Neo)
Her best friend want a trio (trio)
Ice on my neck, that's frío (Frío)
It's Friday, R.I.P. Deebo (Deebo)
College nigga, I was drinkin' Tito's (Tito's)
Now, it's champagne for the free, though (free, though)
Real gold chain, not a CeeLo (CeeLo)
Niggas wanna talk, we can reload (reload)
Came out the jump with it right in my truck
And we tryna have fun, fuck a PO (PO)
DMs by the mill' talkin', "Come to Brazil"
And me just might pull up to Rio
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Amine Daniel, Bijan Amirkhani, Westen Broek Weiss, Irvin Mejia
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