歌詞

No pot to piss in, just pot to smoke Then it's vamos for dominos Mama told so I gots to know No obstacle's impossible I feel so unstoppable Shoot for stars, I lock and load That rainbow road, I start and go I'm doing drifts with Mario Bed rock how hard I go I'm full out you partial I don't want no part of you So sorry if you want a part of me Cause you a fake ass like Cardi B's Realness in my arteries Got a bad girl in the car with me But I ain't got no bad hoes Up in the lambo I just got a baddie up in the caprice Make her back weak, call me daddy I go full out, they just half speed Mother fuck a taxi Nintendo at my track meet Aesthetic athlete, mother fucker that's me Cause I'm ballin' out and I'm painting pictures If I make a song then I make it different Don't want to? well I'll make you listen Tryna make my art and make a living Crackin Ronas on peach beach Ezthetic with an EZ EZ on the track, call it ezthetic Three two one, now let's get it Ya got the cheese burger locker like Randy Your driving skills are ass cheeks On the road I clap cheeks When I get going you can't catch me EZ does it can't you tell In touch with my true self Yoot skootin' I do well So mother fuck your blue shell Mama made a savage Ballin out like shaq did Brush em off like dandruff Your boy has won the grand prix
Writer(s): Ezra Croucher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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