Corbin Blue (feat. Kuta)

Yeah yeah woah
Yeah yeah woah
I'm on a island right now
Woah
Woah
Woah woah woah

Let's get it
All gas no brakes I'ma floor it
Whip so clean and my wrist so froze
I'm balling feel like I'm Jordan
Shoot for the three got the gwaup on me
Looking like everyday I be scoring
Reach in my pockets all I'm pulling out is blue
Big Kuta you could call me Corbin
Money calling on my phone yeah
Money calling on my phone yeah
That bitch won't leave me alone yeah
Money calling on my phone yeah
Money calling on my phone yeah
That bitch won't leave me alone yeah

All gas no breaks
Got my mind on my money while I'm skipping through states
Live like Bill Gates
Every morning I wake up and give God my thanks
Gotta say my grace
I ain't tripping I know one day I'ma be up with the greats like
Look at my wrist man my Rollie be dancing
I ain't gonna stop til my mom in a mansion
When I was broke met the plug started cashing
Exotic drip y'all can't fuck with my fashion
What's in my blunt probably that Joe Exotic
I got that Harden took off like a Rocket
Can't fuck with bitches that's counting my pockets
Stay stacking Benjis while staying on topic
So many safes I forgot if I locked it
Fuck out my face if you talking that nonsense

Let's get it
All gas no brakes I'ma floor it
Whip so clean and my wrist so froze
I'm balling feel like I'm Jordan
Shoot for the three got the gwaup on me
Looking like everyday I be scoring
Reach in my pockets all I'm pulling out is blue
Big Kuta you could call me Corbin
Money calling on my phone yeah
Money calling on my phone yeah
That bitch won't leave me alone yeah
Money calling on my phone yeah
Money calling on my phone yeah
That bitch won't leave me alone yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Randall Beucher
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