SOURFACE (feat. AJRadico)
These hoes are a distraction bro
Please don't get caught acting bro
Tell me she want a Birkin but that little hoe drive an Acura
Imma keep mine and stack it up
Pay my bills and my taxes
I'm into assets, not into fashion
Tell me i'm tripping, you right, i'm on acid
Yes, i got a city that depend on me
So i don't got the time to figure out if we got chemistry
I failed science and i watch the family of my energy go to jail
By my schedule, hoping I let you know
Why you lookin at me with a sour face
Tell me when you wanna leave we can go
You always said you want a taste of the finer things
Can't guarantee that it's diamonds and stones
Rushing out the house to show up late my only fashion
I don't let it checks avoid day i need it cashin
Imma go just like the green light is never flashin
Never slow, only speed up they couldn't catch em
All that glitters and gold and even satin
That's just the way life goes, I see the pattern
Put the belt over your shoulder and keep it fasten
So buckle up baby before we get to cashin'
Remember the days you said you would hate me with a passion
Now we on vacation, hawaiian shirts of similar fashion
I be cruisin they callin me captain
In the caribbean with a bad thing
Throwing fresh fruits in the basket
Eating fruit loops next to sams kids
Why you lookin at me
Why you lookin at me with a sour face
Tell me when you wanna leave we can go
You always said you want a taste of the finer things
Can't guarantee that it's diamonds and stones
Please don't get caught acting bro
Tell me she want a Birkin but that little hoe drive an Acura
Imma keep mine and stack it up
Pay my bills and my taxes
I'm into assets, not into fashion
Tell me i'm tripping, you right, i'm on acid
Yes, i got a city that depend on me
So i don't got the time to figure out if we got chemistry
I failed science and i watch the family of my energy go to jail
By my schedule, hoping I let you know
Why you lookin at me with a sour face
Tell me when you wanna leave we can go
You always said you want a taste of the finer things
Can't guarantee that it's diamonds and stones
Rushing out the house to show up late my only fashion
I don't let it checks avoid day i need it cashin
Imma go just like the green light is never flashin
Never slow, only speed up they couldn't catch em
All that glitters and gold and even satin
That's just the way life goes, I see the pattern
Put the belt over your shoulder and keep it fasten
So buckle up baby before we get to cashin'
Remember the days you said you would hate me with a passion
Now we on vacation, hawaiian shirts of similar fashion
I be cruisin they callin me captain
In the caribbean with a bad thing
Throwing fresh fruits in the basket
Eating fruit loops next to sams kids
Why you lookin at me
Why you lookin at me with a sour face
Tell me when you wanna leave we can go
You always said you want a taste of the finer things
Can't guarantee that it's diamonds and stones
Credits
Writer(s): Jamie N Commons, Eric Zeiler, Jon Sandler, Nicki Adamsson, Aj Radico, Marcellus Payne
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