Eldorado (feat. Bell Ayre)

Got dreams of flying across the border straight to Mexico
Call my papi up and tell them bring the Don Julio
Swimming in the ocean sharks, got to stay way from those
Cause they see a bad bitch, and they like the way I flow

Caddy parked out front
Got four classics in the back
I need something that drive fast
Trying to bust it out the dash
I go hard like a hemi, motor singing like a bitch
If you ain't about yo bread
You'll get left while we get rich

Big bag and them dollars signs
All my girls is too damn fine
Educated and on point
Bitch this is not even a sport
Driving fast in a 01 Solara
Black rims and them leather seats
I drive a Eldorado in my dreams
Yeah, in my dreams
Aye, yeah

Oh so you just gone be that great right
And not even tell folks or nothing
You ain't gone play your shit or nothing
Huh
You just gone be humble with this shit
Huh
Girl you better stop playing with shit yo
We got a whole billion dollar company right there
Stop playing with this shit
Dang

Look, commas on command
Women check when they see me
Baby put it in my hand
This is not for the TV or the TL

You not a suspect you on the DL
Niggas wanna flex why not try being yo self
Tryna hang with the G's pull a gun you peeing yo self
Try keeping it real its a lot better for your health

A couple of modelos when I get to the crib
Wipe the car down, I can see myself in the rims
Game cold, why you think I'm wearing Hellys and Timbs
Beef and broccoli at the carry out I paid with a ten

Pay attention to your man by the scent he turning 50
I might go and get a mink and a cane I think it fits me
Sent a text that she'll always love me, she going Whitney
You ain't pimping if the hoes don't choose they going Brittney



Credits
Writer(s): Dominique Bell, Michaela Scott
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