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Smoke it down, blowin' it down Yeah
This that
Lakefront
Sunday afternoon, type shit Type shit
Ride clean
too clean
I want this for forever, money for whatever
New cars whenever, flyin' wherever
High as I ever, never, ever
Satisfied doin' good could always be better
Baby like my style and how I put it all together
Both these watches solid, this one got the big bezel Hundred dollar blunts, eleven hundred on the sweater
And the top don't see the car, I just park it when bad weather
Ride around, smokin' down, blowin' down with the top down Ride around, blowin' down, got the top down
Ride around, smokin' down, blowin' down with the top down Ride around, blowin' down, got the top down
Real wavy baby, jet like 100
Now we at the beach, ocean color seats
Ocean view smokin' big, think we popped all the clique Lobster out the sea, I got options out the week
Silk shirts, convertibles, this lifestyle ain't cheap
Money comes, money goes, so do hoes
Parkin' by the boat, spillin' moet, doin' the most Pappadeaux, shop in stores, shop with those
High fashion hoes who powder nose
One hundred, yeah
FENDI P baby
Don't get no trilla than this
Eastside ****
Ride around, smokin' down, blowin' down with the top down Ride around, blowin' down, got the top down
Ride around, smokin' down, blowin' down with the top down Ride around, blowin' down, got the top down
