Letra

Sunset cruising came with the finest Make a pit stop, couple shots at Katana And ain't no lies in my lyrics You just seen me on an island, wilding Feet in the ocean, plenty of motion Getting this paper, I be fully devoted Im on the beach, in cabanas With Cubanos, got the steak and mimosas Speaking Spanish in Dominicana, straight off of Locust You know real bosses don't measure their success by how much they made They count them by all the losses they over came What you lost nigga I lost a quarter mill, nauseous Executive boss nigga that means I'm still bossing Big risk taker nigga, them coins I'm still tossing Doubled back right on my 10 toes still flossing I can teach you a couple things Your swap meet chain, it cost the same as my pinky ring California coast, I'm from a city that never rains But if it do, guarantee that I'm on a plane Caribbean coast me, shots with the protein Pina colada sipping, come see where the loc be Monogram og, I brought the crib with us Now take a look through my eyes, you'll probably feel different Tuh, to reach this level had to kill them off softly Hit them with the spin move nigga, I'm Randy Moss-in Touch down, still going Nigga it's 3 a.m that Jouet still flowing
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