Static
Sit up high in the limo
Fuck around and make a hip bounce to the treble
Make it go- Make it go- Hi, I'm a neighbor
Fuck- around and Fuck around-
And Make it go- Make it go
This that brand new flavor in your ear
Money, money, money, drippin' off the chandelier (uh)
Four in the morning, get up hopping in this bitch
I got it booming in the truck, a lot of speakers in the whip
With this little dime, the energizer, I just lead burly (uh)
Fresh to death, had the kick game early
Jay's jumping out the gym, thirty for thirty
Quit playin' cut the check to see you by my attorney, yeah
You can feel the 'Henny in my voice
You are now rocking with those south Cold boys, so
Drop down and get your eagle on
I'm straight freak with it
Let me see you bounce with the speakers blown
Reporting live, from the motherfucking basement
All for the love of entertainment, so go stupid
This kid is wavy, I'm not famous
I got that flavor in the head to get you right, baby
Look
Sit up high in the limo
Fuck around and make a hip bounce to the treble
Make it go dumb, I'll show you something better
Better show me love when I'm on another level, I swear, ah!
I don't fold pressure, rock steady block
Have you pull it all together
Too faded, I don't feel no way
Flavor in your head, you can feel it in your face
Shoulders
Chest
Pants
Shoes
Ride Rovers like Hoovie can't lose this
Loss of control, nigga paint me some more like I'm dirty
Higher power, wouldn't try to compare me (uh)
A pair I lost, something regal
Pussy, nigga, come kiss the ring and the eagle
Tell me, that's why the white In the frying pan
Why you trying to mimic the cameras, please move
Before you get popped like a weasel
Slide, cry for me, fry with me, or die trying
Something diamond, sun shining, hot climate
I met this part, wizard, depart, lying, like Selassie
I fight the part, flying, like kite, coming to touch torch
Payment better be plush, or, feeling this blunt force
To rating so unforged, better bet when you see me
Loud as paramedic, rapper, this ain't for tv
Sit up high in the limo
Fuck around and make a hip bounce to the treble
Make it go dumb, I'll show you something better
Better show me love when I'm on another level, I swear, ah!
I don't fold pressure, rock steady block
Have you pull it all together
Too faded, I don't feel no way
Flavor in your head, you can feel it in your face
Fuck around and make a hip bounce to the treble
Make it go- Make it go- Hi, I'm a neighbor
Fuck- around and Fuck around-
And Make it go- Make it go
This that brand new flavor in your ear
Money, money, money, drippin' off the chandelier (uh)
Four in the morning, get up hopping in this bitch
I got it booming in the truck, a lot of speakers in the whip
With this little dime, the energizer, I just lead burly (uh)
Fresh to death, had the kick game early
Jay's jumping out the gym, thirty for thirty
Quit playin' cut the check to see you by my attorney, yeah
You can feel the 'Henny in my voice
You are now rocking with those south Cold boys, so
Drop down and get your eagle on
I'm straight freak with it
Let me see you bounce with the speakers blown
Reporting live, from the motherfucking basement
All for the love of entertainment, so go stupid
This kid is wavy, I'm not famous
I got that flavor in the head to get you right, baby
Look
Sit up high in the limo
Fuck around and make a hip bounce to the treble
Make it go dumb, I'll show you something better
Better show me love when I'm on another level, I swear, ah!
I don't fold pressure, rock steady block
Have you pull it all together
Too faded, I don't feel no way
Flavor in your head, you can feel it in your face
Shoulders
Chest
Pants
Shoes
Ride Rovers like Hoovie can't lose this
Loss of control, nigga paint me some more like I'm dirty
Higher power, wouldn't try to compare me (uh)
A pair I lost, something regal
Pussy, nigga, come kiss the ring and the eagle
Tell me, that's why the white In the frying pan
Why you trying to mimic the cameras, please move
Before you get popped like a weasel
Slide, cry for me, fry with me, or die trying
Something diamond, sun shining, hot climate
I met this part, wizard, depart, lying, like Selassie
I fight the part, flying, like kite, coming to touch torch
Payment better be plush, or, feeling this blunt force
To rating so unforged, better bet when you see me
Loud as paramedic, rapper, this ain't for tv
Sit up high in the limo
Fuck around and make a hip bounce to the treble
Make it go dumb, I'll show you something better
Better show me love when I'm on another level, I swear, ah!
I don't fold pressure, rock steady block
Have you pull it all together
Too faded, I don't feel no way
Flavor in your head, you can feel it in your face
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Brown, Sam Paulino, Ignacio Scannone
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