Casamigos

Riding through the holy side of town Where my wheels don't even touch the ground I hear angels singing in the clouds So I keep my windows down I was born in the phonk Bitch that's where I'm from Daddy from the Bama met momma in comptown Just a baby outta Lynwood with a country ass tongue I was learning how to crawl back when the rioting was done We came up something different My brothers really lived it A couple of real niggas that taught me the family business So I move a little different that's why you taking an interest You can't put your finger on it You just know that nigga funky You might break yo fuckin neck if this stereo keep bumping This sound like kool-aid and pickles going from nothing to something I must admit None of us ever seen it coming But one things for sure they shoulda never gave us money Riding through the holy side of town Where my wheels don't even touch the ground I hear angels singing in the clouds So I keep my windows down Call the mothership I got some other shit Your favorite artist's favorite artist couldn't dream of fucking with A couple tricks, up my sleeve If you beep me 'bout a bag I up and leave I bob and weave Bullshit don't bother me I'm out the league I'm outer space I'm digital See me scrollin down ya feed Ten toes hit the pedal bitch I'm mashing down the street They say a sight is to be seen when I be pulling on the scene That's so obscene that I wish that I could see what them niggas seen But oh well That's the price I pay to be me A nigga try to act my bro gon put 'em on the TV 'Cause that's just how it is when things gon' be just how they be They see I'm keeping to myself when I be rollin down the street Riding through the holy side of town Where my wheels don't even touch the ground I hear angels singing in the clouds So I keep my windows down