Cherry Cola (feat. Marco Plus)
Fresh on a wave imma Cool in the paint
Play like a pup outside in the rain
Good till I heard what the news had to say
Like look at my face when the makeup change
And the light bleed away, then the vibe slow fade
Imma slide show face for a new cold case
Lil Blue in the vein, took a shot at the range
What a cool bouquet, why the view look stained
So the teeth look tame and you need a new name
Imma call up Jane Fonda, impala
Runnin to August fall into all this
Bruh, yeah
Call me from the other side
Globetrotting worlds till you standing in your summertime
November got my mother's eyes
Tuesday look like sunny vibes
Put that honey on my mind
Like Lee Rando, Bruh is fine, Bruh is fine
Rahjah dat, I'm cherry, aight
Software update scary, right
Told the girl to show me life
She whispered hold me tight
That's so my type
Cherry cola over ice
That's so my type, yeah
One fine day, yeah, I stepped outside
Rolled around town, I was looking for a vibe
Nothin gonna change, unless ya mind do
Let me rearrange for the bird-eye view
They don't know what they got until they lose
Don't find yourself down on the eastside blues
Saw a flower in a coffee shop whistling a tune
Sayin who's to say unless you say it for you
Hometown hero in the making, I been hearing niggas hating
I been hearing niggas later than a bitch
I got them shaking like a pit
I'm just here to make a lot of chips, probably take somebody chick
Nigga something outta nothing that's the story of my life
Came through in the clutch, I'm Robert Horry with the mic
You sleeping on me now, but bet you won't ignore me when I'm hype
I was down bad, now I soar to different heights
Sliding in a tesla, keep the iron for the pressure
Killed the game so long now they trying to arrest us
Bad bitches see my team, they trying to caress us
New kids on the block, Hoes trying to molest us
Young nigga running up a check, I got a hundred bitches wet
I was blunted in a jext, now I'm blunted on a jet
I don't play them diss games I kill a dummy for respect
And I ain't talking bout a chain when I put a hundreds on your neck nigga
Call me from the other side
Globetrotting worlds till you standing in your summertime
November got my mother's eyes
Tuesday look like sunny vibes
Put that honey on my mind
Like Lee Rando, Bruh is fine, Bruh is fine
Rahjah dat, I'm cherry, aight
Software update scary, right
Told the girl to show me life
She whispered hold me tight
That's so my type
Cherry cola over ice, cherry cola
Play like a pup outside in the rain
Good till I heard what the news had to say
Like look at my face when the makeup change
And the light bleed away, then the vibe slow fade
Imma slide show face for a new cold case
Lil Blue in the vein, took a shot at the range
What a cool bouquet, why the view look stained
So the teeth look tame and you need a new name
Imma call up Jane Fonda, impala
Runnin to August fall into all this
Bruh, yeah
Call me from the other side
Globetrotting worlds till you standing in your summertime
November got my mother's eyes
Tuesday look like sunny vibes
Put that honey on my mind
Like Lee Rando, Bruh is fine, Bruh is fine
Rahjah dat, I'm cherry, aight
Software update scary, right
Told the girl to show me life
She whispered hold me tight
That's so my type
Cherry cola over ice
That's so my type, yeah
One fine day, yeah, I stepped outside
Rolled around town, I was looking for a vibe
Nothin gonna change, unless ya mind do
Let me rearrange for the bird-eye view
They don't know what they got until they lose
Don't find yourself down on the eastside blues
Saw a flower in a coffee shop whistling a tune
Sayin who's to say unless you say it for you
Hometown hero in the making, I been hearing niggas hating
I been hearing niggas later than a bitch
I got them shaking like a pit
I'm just here to make a lot of chips, probably take somebody chick
Nigga something outta nothing that's the story of my life
Came through in the clutch, I'm Robert Horry with the mic
You sleeping on me now, but bet you won't ignore me when I'm hype
I was down bad, now I soar to different heights
Sliding in a tesla, keep the iron for the pressure
Killed the game so long now they trying to arrest us
Bad bitches see my team, they trying to caress us
New kids on the block, Hoes trying to molest us
Young nigga running up a check, I got a hundred bitches wet
I was blunted in a jext, now I'm blunted on a jet
I don't play them diss games I kill a dummy for respect
And I ain't talking bout a chain when I put a hundreds on your neck nigga
Call me from the other side
Globetrotting worlds till you standing in your summertime
November got my mother's eyes
Tuesday look like sunny vibes
Put that honey on my mind
Like Lee Rando, Bruh is fine, Bruh is fine
Rahjah dat, I'm cherry, aight
Software update scary, right
Told the girl to show me life
She whispered hold me tight
That's so my type
Cherry cola over ice, cherry cola
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Zachary Kenner, Demarcus Pollard, Zach Michel
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