Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cole Hiroshi Dalla-Zanna
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cole Hiroshi Dalla-Zanna
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cranes
Co-Producer
tired
Co-Producer
Lyrics
Do it my way
Keep in mind babe
If we don’t vibrate
Best get to migrating
I know somethings up, smoke out the live bait
Need it summed up, clock it as time saved
Next in line
I don’t want any eyes
Watching me
I wanna ride out this high
Get far from me and my brothers
I don’t think we like any others
Im finna lace my cleats
The cops on dick
For doing my shit
Baby toss my keys
Come sit front seat
And watch my 6
I’m driving cross Alberni
Past balenci
Parked on strip
Walked in to black and blue
Was 8 deep too
When that shit hit
If I crash the whip bro that’s my fault
I’m off a Benz, a couple tens, I’m way too geeked up
I’m deep in stress up to my neck, don’t wanna be involved
I told that bitch that keep calling to knock that shit off
So when are you gonna find out, what’s good wit it
So what if you I go in blind bruh I don’t miss
So what if we come to find out that you’re alone, who told, I’m saying I don’t know
Do it my way
Keep in mind babe
If we don’t vibrate
Best get to migrating
I know somethings up, smoke out the live bait
Need it summed up, clock it as time saved
Next in line
I don’t want any eyes
Watching me
I wanna ride out this high
Get far from me and my brothers
I don’t think we like any others
Written by: Cole Hiroshi Dalla-Zanna