Sangria (Radio Edit)

I was sippin' on sangria gettin' turnt up down in Cozumel (Yeah)
Starin' at some busty friends of cousins, hot as (Whoa)
I used to push a nearly murdered foreign stick shift
But now I cruise around in nothin' but them automatties (Yup)
I was also coppin' liquor for a real bad
Shes was underage drinkin', cop's daughter named Madi (Uh)
I regret in that photo booth we never locked lips
Tried to holler at her best friend, another straight baddie (Haha)

I was quite the maniac growin' up, runnin in the streets (Uh-huh)
Stompin' on enemies: Goombas, Paratroopas, Hammer Brothers
Just to be specific, gamin' with my brother (Aye)
I've come a long way, lots of days to remember
But I must say, I'm a bit of an adventurer (Whoa)
Wandering the woods I'm now a vine-swingin' veteran (Yup)
Explored a tunnel built by descendants of the settlers (Yup)
Abandoned overgrown Star City mini golf course (Uh)
Searched a local valley by the park for a cat, of course (Uh-huh)
Mom and I walked to the King Street Park
And we'd check if the water tower gate was unlocked (Whoa)
I got a little older, started playin' San Andreas, see
And even flyin' coach, all my alcoholic drinks are free
The flight attendants never comin' back, they ain't chargin' me (Haha)
Even on the ground, people hook me up with free
At Chick-fil-A, I would eat for years without payin' them

I was sippin' on sangria gettin' turnt up down in Cozumel (Yeah)
Starin' at some busty friends of cousins, hot as (Whoa)
I used to push a nearly murdered foreign stick shift
But now I cruise around in nothin' but them automatties (Yup)
I was also coppin' liquor for a real bad
Shes was underage drinkin', cop's daughter named Madi (Uh)
I regret in that photo booth we never locked lips
Tried to holler at her best friend, another straight baddie (Haha)

I'm feelin' so elite, somethin' like J. Cole producer (Whoa)
And my game is stone cold, it was created by Medusa (Whoa)
I cycle through cars like people do shoes (Uh-huh)
And I'm not takin L's, sorta like LD producer (Yup)
I was in a whip eatin' pizza by the slice
I had north of 18 grand sittin' to my right
Too bad I had to reinvest the Bennies by my side
So I'm trynna get em back, I take it one day at a time (Aye)
Stop dwellin' on the past, it's not too conducive (Oh)
I'm trynna leave a lasting impression though my music (Yup)
Sorta like that boulder crushed car 67
Of the PRT, boy, that whole was severed (Whoa)
Head up on my shoulders, me, I got a real good one
I'm dressed for success, wearin' hoodies like a hoodlem (Yup)
Air Forces cover toes, got the Oakleys on my nose
And the fitted with the Flyin Dub right above those

I was sippin' on sangria gettin' turnt up down in Cozumel (Yeah)
Starin' at some busty friends of cousins, hot as (Whoa)
I used to push a nearly murdered foreign stick shift
But now I cruise around in nothin' but them automatties (Yup)
I was also coppin' liquor for a real bad
Shes was underage drinkin', cop's daughter named Madi (Uh)
I regret in that photo booth we never locked lips
Tried to holler at her best friend, another straight baddie (Haha)