In the Sun

Smokin all day cuz I don't got no cares
Whipping the benz I was just paying fares
Through the Cartier I can see when they stare
Amiri plain jane I might do the tears
I'm smoking some gas and it's making my chest hurt
I'm in the booth I'm applying the pressure
Watching my bag but it's under the sweater
These niggas diamonds aint passing the tester
Catching the brain while I ball up a hottie
I'm watching them watch me they trying to copy
Slide for my brothers like we playing hockey
I was midtown sipping margs in the Moxy
Everywhere i go I network like a proxy
Smoking on basqui it's punching like rocky
Must be a fool if you think you could stop me
Bro nem might drop you you look at me funny

You come outside fly and forget to get money
I gotta hit the pussy with a raincoat
Throwing promethazine in the faygo
My niggas balling nigga fucc a payroll
Smoking a bomb I pre rolled a payload
No names in the music til the case closed
First time sipping lean was with Jmo
I turn nothing to something like Play-doh
I turn nothing to something like Legos
Mexico paying for steak with pesos
Back out the dick and she giving it besos
If I don't reply she throwing tomatoes
I was just fried like chopped up potatoes

He bought a A.P bagged his bitch the same week damn I hate me
Brooklyn nigga feel like jay z
Killing the net like K.D
Like boy why you mad
Back to back v's got the Benz and the jag
She reach for the dick see the print when I sag
You the type still wear your jeans with the tag
Gotta make appointments to cop what I'm smoking
I swear like it's magic I'm watching her throat it
If it's bout a bag then my niggas on it
Get straight to the cash that's all we condoning
Gotta watch what you say everything you can't promote em
Bitches don't like when you friendzone em
She smell the Dior
Roccin some shit you can't catch in the store
Remember them days when I couldn't afford



Credits
Writer(s): Tashawn Rodriguez
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