Drive Back Home (feat. Yia Loren)
I said it's Friday we just came home from a show dawg
Look at what we did yeah we blowed up
Black jeep whipping through the snow dawg
Ice cold wrist out ouu ouu
Talk about bliss now ouu ouu
Said I visualized this yeah ouu ouu
Looking at the moon as we move through
All these things that I'm new to
Never stop no way
Drip he got the five on his lap so it's okay
No sleep whole day babe play Coldplay
Yellow you yellow me niggas know I don't play ouu ouu
Ain't a thing that I can't do
I'm only doing this cause I planned to
God gave me seeds and I plant too
Watch my trees grow as they grab fruit
I'm going hard for my damn roots
Niggas don't know my damn truth
Popping champagne out the sun roof ouu
Freeze in the snow
Now we could go anywhere we wanna go
They didn't show love back home nor
Too bad fi dem can't book now
Cause we too large fi dem
Still show love
Still bless up de place that me grow from
Open up doors that they closed from us
Back then when we
Now you wanna talk to me
Move with that talk from me
Ouu ouu ouu
True true true
Now we pulling up to the mansion
Yeah we fresh niggas high fashion
Ouu ouu ouu
Stepping in looking at the ceilings
Awe that shit look so pleasing
Ouu ouu
Had to do what I had to do
Had to do what I had to do
What a night what a cruise
Look at what we did yeah we blowed up
Black jeep whipping through the snow dawg
Ice cold wrist out ouu ouu
Talk about bliss now ouu ouu
Said I visualized this yeah ouu ouu
Looking at the moon as we move through
All these things that I'm new to
Never stop no way
Drip he got the five on his lap so it's okay
No sleep whole day babe play Coldplay
Yellow you yellow me niggas know I don't play ouu ouu
Ain't a thing that I can't do
I'm only doing this cause I planned to
God gave me seeds and I plant too
Watch my trees grow as they grab fruit
I'm going hard for my damn roots
Niggas don't know my damn truth
Popping champagne out the sun roof ouu
Freeze in the snow
Now we could go anywhere we wanna go
They didn't show love back home nor
Too bad fi dem can't book now
Cause we too large fi dem
Still show love
Still bless up de place that me grow from
Open up doors that they closed from us
Back then when we
Now you wanna talk to me
Move with that talk from me
Ouu ouu ouu
True true true
Now we pulling up to the mansion
Yeah we fresh niggas high fashion
Ouu ouu ouu
Stepping in looking at the ceilings
Awe that shit look so pleasing
Ouu ouu
Had to do what I had to do
Had to do what I had to do
What a night what a cruise
Credits
Writer(s): Isreal Patrick, Yia Loren
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