This shit be f*cken hard as f*ck
Uh huh
Yeah
Shit I don't even know what I am saying
I'm in a new ride everybody f*cking with my vibe no
Aye y'all don't even know me right
I'm as a secure as a girl with her insecurities
Y'all f*cking with me you can't even set the record straight
You're as uncontrollable as the divorce rate
Arm straight no fate gotta get a grip
Maybe if you mind wander you can take a hit
Get lost stay lost get rowdy
I'll be picking you up in my brand new Audi
R8
Aww wait
You're late
Gotta get on and skate
Gotta get my date Friday night at 8
I ate
No bait
Grab a plate
Humiliate these fools
We boutta get this party started don't be acting rude
All the homies in the back seat
Bumping Calo all on the track meet
Facts see we are all for one
This is for the homies who ain't even close to done
For fun is what we do man
I don't even know what's going through my mind
24/7 shit had me going to 7-11
I can't even spit like I'm talking to the reverend
Discussing how my girl is a match made in heaven
And taking out my brain like an immunosuppression
And how the f*ck she can deal with my shit
Well that's just how it is
Give me a couple of minutes before I can finish my quiz
We don't even know how the f*ck I'm gonna have kids
Cuz they gonna grow up and be exactly like me (Awww shit)
Discussing verses like a menace while I'm eating ramen noodles
Like I'm Dennis while I'm out in Venice writing this song
Keeping my head strong
Go son play along
Daddy you're gonna tell me that my life ain't long
Well sorry son that's just how it goes
Don't worry you got a lot to live for everybody in for
The new vibe Take It In Blood
Right Nas nah you just caused my phone to ring now
I got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist like nah
I got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist like nah
I got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist like nah
I got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist like nah
Oh that shit was f*cken good oh my
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This shit be f*cken hard as f*ck
Uh huh
Yeah
Shit I don't even know what I am saying
I'm in a new ride everybody f*cking with my vibe no
Aye y'all don't even know me right
I'm as a secure as a girl with her insecurities
Y'all f*cking with me you can't even set the record straight
You're as uncontrollable as the divorce rate
Arm straight no fate gotta get a grip
Maybe if you mind wander you can take a hit
Get lost stay lost get rowdy
I'll be picking you up in my brand new Audi
R8
Aww wait
You're late
Gotta get on and skate
Gotta get my date Friday night at 8
I ate
No bait
Grab a plate
Humiliate these fools
We boutta get this party started don't be acting rude
All the homies in the back seat
Bumping Calo all on the track meet
Facts see we are all for one
This is for the homies who ain't even close to done
For fun is what we do man
I don't even know what's going through my mind
24/7 shit had me going to 7-11
I can't even spit like I'm talking to the reverend
Discussing how my girl is a match made in heaven
And taking out my brain like an immunosuppression
And how the f*ck she can deal with my shit
Well that's just how it is
Give me a couple of minutes before I can finish my quiz
We don't even know how the f*ck I'm gonna have kids
Cuz they gonna grow up and be exactly like me (Awww shit)
Discussing verses like a menace while I'm eating ramen noodles
Like I'm Dennis while I'm out in Venice writing this song
Keeping my head strong
Go son play along
Daddy you're gonna tell me that my life ain't long
Well sorry son that's just how it goes
Don't worry you got a lot to live for everybody in for
The new vibe Take It In Blood
Right Nas nah you just caused my phone to ring now
I got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist like nah
I got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist like nah
I got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist like nah
I got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist like nah
Oh that shit was f*cken good oh my
Uh huh
Yeah
Shit I don't even know what I am saying
I'm in a new ride everybody f*cking with my vibe no
Aye y'all don't even know me right
I'm as a secure as a girl with her insecurities
Y'all f*cking with me you can't even set the record straight
You're as uncontrollable as the divorce rate
Arm straight no fate gotta get a grip
Maybe if you mind wander you can take a hit
Get lost stay lost get rowdy
I'll be picking you up in my brand new Audi
R8
Aww wait
You're late
Gotta get on and skate
Gotta get my date Friday night at 8
I ate
No bait
Grab a plate
Humiliate these fools
We boutta get this party started don't be acting rude
All the homies in the back seat
Bumping Calo all on the track meet
Facts see we are all for one
This is for the homies who ain't even close to done
For fun is what we do man
I don't even know what's going through my mind
24/7 shit had me going to 7-11
I can't even spit like I'm talking to the reverend
Discussing how my girl is a match made in heaven
And taking out my brain like an immunosuppression
And how the f*ck she can deal with my shit
Well that's just how it is
Give me a couple of minutes before I can finish my quiz
We don't even know how the f*ck I'm gonna have kids
Cuz they gonna grow up and be exactly like me (Awww shit)
Discussing verses like a menace while I'm eating ramen noodles
Like I'm Dennis while I'm out in Venice writing this song
Keeping my head strong
Go son play along
Daddy you're gonna tell me that my life ain't long
Well sorry son that's just how it goes
Don't worry you got a lot to live for everybody in for
The new vibe Take It In Blood
Right Nas nah you just caused my phone to ring now
I got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist like nah
I got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist like nah
I got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist like nah
I got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist
Got my hands on her waist like nah
Oh that shit was f*cken good oh my
Writer: Cristian Duarte
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