Rush Hour

Ah, yeah-yeah

Give me the surfer yellow junk

The Chinese, the Jackie Chan

She wanna speed up, give her the orange and white joints

Pop a Addy, that's a rush hour, rush hour

Chinese girl, named Su Yung, Su Yung

I just gave her a nut shower, where at?

Turned a Yukon to a futon, uh

In the trenches 'fore the show starts, work

Face card good, no coupon, trenches

These **** feel me, they cryin' and bleedin'

I need to start sellin' tampons, pussy

Shows after shows, money I gross

Can't help but ball, I was just broke

Ain't watched no cable, I was outdoors

Change Lucky Charms, big pot of gold

She catch an attitude 'cause I ain't fuckin' her

She know I'm in her city, but I'm duckin' her

I had to bust a move in a scuffler

I keep a tool, never been a scuffler

I make these rap dudes get they hustle up, hustle up

It's a one of one, this a thumbs up

I left some dope money in the SunTrust

Kush must their arms up

I got on water, I'm a lil wavy

Drippin' like gravy, you so fugazi

Smokin' gelato, hittin' like AB

Somebody taze me, feelin' lil lazy

She keep a **** on standby, waiting

But she treat me like priority, urgent

She just pulled up with a gang full a hoes, skrrt

It's lookin' like a sorority, squad

Whenever I don't get the jet

I'm Delta, Sky Priority, nobody past me

I throw me a set, got the mansion lookin' just like an orgy, **** and bitches

We takin' phones, just in case these hoes try to record me, hol' up, you tweakin'

How you gon' start something?

We you see me, you gon' try to avoid me

You must was geekin'

I just might take a Perc and then go turbo

Turn into Boston George by my peso

I'm really in the field like a scarecrow

Put up the old 100s, them the retros

Workin' these pounds, I got me some abs

I feel like I'm Dexter, stay in the lab, lab

She cut you off, so she up for grabs

I gave her a tab and fucked to my raps

Hitters on go, wanna make you a ghost

Might get mad at me if I tell her no

Shop at Melrose, I'm on the West Coast

Bitch say I look better when she got up close

All type of shit, come with this life

You don't know the half, you don't know the half

I'ma keep fuckin' this money machine

Let's do the math, I'ma stay focused though

Why would I keep it 100 with ****?

I only get half, I only get 50

I'm so equipped, Cartiers on

Clear up my path, I can see a lil better

I get legit cash at a fast route

But I just made a serve usin' Cash App

I might just sip, serve, then lash out

You know the whip mine 'cause the tags out

Hey, rockin' side to side on a Xan now

Damn, let see how it pan out, pan out

June town money in a stash house

They can't see the man now