Letra

Yeah Travvy, where the drums at? (Hahahaha) Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums (Drums, you seem them), uh Let me talk about lightin' one up (Drums, you seem them) Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums I hop in my car (The shade is real) (Drums, you seem them) Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums You gon' hear sum' (The shade is real) Uh Rollin' down the street in it Pair of Chucks, got my feet in it Whole pound, no seeds in it Rina Khalifa goin' up with the trees in it, uh KK got the whole place lit up Hit the switch, make my 6'2" sit up I know you sick, don't spit up Tell home girl if I can't hit (Drums, you seem them) Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums Banger (The shade is real) (Drums, you seem them) Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums Banger (The shade is real) Say she wanna ride with us, then ride with us Say she wanna roll with us, then roll with us (I'm comin' in on this second verse) Say she wanna smoke with us, then smoke with us (The shade is real) Hahahaha Uh, seat in the back, s'posed to be the front Say, "It's too loud," still turnin' up Why you all in my face? I don't give a fuck She ridin' shotgun, tryna gimme some Oh, there he go again Rollin' up, puttin' ashes on the floor again A nice day, I might roll to the store again And let y'all see the whip, get a whiff, get a switch, get a bitch (Drums, you seem them) Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums Banger (The shade is real) (Drums, you seem them) Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums (The shade is real) Say she wanna ride with us, then ride with us Say she wanna roll with us, then roll with us Say she wanna smoke with us, then smoke with us (The shade is real) Hahahaha I know you been hangin' and I know you been bangin' What's that whip that you drivin'? What's that shit that you rockin'? Yeah, I know you been hangin' and I know you been bangin' What's that whip that you drivin'? What's that shit that you rockin'? (Drums, you seem them) Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums Banger (The shade is real) (Drums, you seem them) Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums Banger (The shade is real) Say she wanna ride with us, then ride with us Say she wanna roll with us, then roll with us Say she wanna smoke with us, then smoke with us (The shade is real) Hahahaha
Writer(s): Lola Chantrelle Mitchell, Travis L Barker, Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Kevin C Bivona Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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