Casamigos

Riding through the holy side of town
Where my wheels don't even touch the ground
I hear angels singing in the clouds
So I keep my windows down

I was born in the phonk
Bitch that's where I'm from
Daddy from the Bama met momma in comptown
Just a baby outta Lynwood with a country ass tongue
I was learning how to crawl back when the rioting was done

We came up something different
My brothers really lived it
A couple of real niggas that taught me the family business
So I move a little different that's why you taking an interest

You can't put your finger on it
You just know that nigga funky

You might break yo fuckin neck if this stereo keep bumping
This sound like kool-aid and pickles going from nothing to something

I must admit
None of us ever seen it coming
But one things for sure they shoulda never gave us money

Riding through the holy side of town
Where my wheels don't even touch the ground
I hear angels singing in the clouds
So I keep my windows down

Call the mothership I got some other shit
Your favorite artist's favorite artist couldn't dream of fucking with
A couple tricks, up my sleeve
If you beep me 'bout a bag I up and leave
I bob and weave
Bullshit don't bother me
I'm out the league
I'm outer space
I'm digital
See me scrollin down ya feed
Ten toes hit the pedal bitch I'm mashing down the street

They say a sight is to be seen when I be pulling on the scene
That's so obscene that I wish that I could see what them niggas seen
But oh well
That's the price I pay to be me
A nigga try to act my bro gon put 'em on the TV
'Cause that's just how it is when things gon' be just how they be
They see I'm keeping to myself when I be rollin down the street
Riding through the holy side of town
Where my wheels don't even touch the ground
I hear angels singing in the clouds
So I keep my windows down