Another project about these bitches and my Chevrolet
This time around I can tell you how to get the pay
They wanna know is this life really what I say?
I guarantee you every line from a real place
What can I say?
This the life we made
Had to clear the way
And made my own lane
Slim, Tesh and I had strippers wildin' in the kitchen
No trickin', no tippin', they love rollin' with us
We let em act up,
But not post the pictures
Yeah they love it here, never met nothin realer
(I think I love it here. Shit, are you surprised)
Yeah,
Let's get it, nowadays standin' on business
Let me kick it nowadays, can't vibe with random bitches
Gotta feel it nowadays, I'm really on a mission
Nowadays, say a nigga really movin' different
Touch down, met JMic in Columbia
(Then what yall do?)
Then we moved on to M.I.A
Just had to get away, go M.I.A.
Swervin' in a what you call it, what you say?
Ocean view, bad bitches, bel-air champagne
Still mobbin' through the city in my Chevrolet
Order hot sake, sushi on the plate
What can I say?
This the life we made
Ayo Slim
I know you remember
When i was shootin' that video for you back in my old spot
Man, one phone call was made and we had a crib full of strippers
Goin' crazy (a fact)
We weren't throwin no money or nothin
Niggas was just in the house, gah damn, coolin' (fact),
Doin' what we do, on a very regular
Ayy, niggas done partied in different cities
Pushing the Chevy too fast, until I got a ticket
First road trip since surgery had me actin' different
Celebratin' birthdays in the crib hittin wheelies and sippin'
And that's after the strippers
Foot up with a boot on in the club
From curious about me to the f*ckin' with the boys, I might've felt a little in love
(Shit, I know you did too though, I ain't gon' name no names though you know)
Ayy,
Niggas shared a stage before we locked in and didn't even know it
Face times for the slaps. Should I scrap and keep goin?
Conversation bout this life shit, to keep that thing rollin
Tough talks about the raps, I be on bullshit, I know it
Went from couches in the R to some couches in M.I.A
Went from spottin' wing plates to niggas orderin' steaks
Sushi nine for the BOGO, Bumbu to wash it away
Yeah
Hey man, niggas used to be at the crib every weekend
Goddamn, hey bro, you hungry
I'm like, nah, nah, nah, nah
Niggas outside eatin' sushi and
Goddamn, and you know,
Next thing you know
Shhh, they don't need to know all that
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Another project about these bitches and my Chevrolet
This time around I can tell you how to get the pay
They wanna know is this life really what I say?
I guarantee you every line from a real place
What can I say?
This the life we made
Had to clear the way
And made my own lane
Slim, Tesh and I had strippers wildin' in the kitchen
No trickin', no tippin', they love rollin' with us
We let em act up,
But not post the pictures
Yeah they love it here, never met nothin realer
(I think I love it here. Shit, are you surprised)
Yeah,
Let's get it, nowadays standin' on business
Let me kick it nowadays, can't vibe with random bitches
Gotta feel it nowadays, I'm really on a mission
Nowadays, say a nigga really movin' different
Touch down, met JMic in Columbia
(Then what yall do?)
Then we moved on to M.I.A
Just had to get away, go M.I.A.
Swervin' in a what you call it, what you say?
Ocean view, bad bitches, bel-air champagne
Still mobbin' through the city in my Chevrolet
Order hot sake, sushi on the plate
What can I say?
This the life we made
Ayo Slim
I know you remember
When i was shootin' that video for you back in my old spot
Man, one phone call was made and we had a crib full of strippers
Goin' crazy (a fact)
We weren't throwin no money or nothin
Niggas was just in the house, gah damn, coolin' (fact),
Doin' what we do, on a very regular
Ayy, niggas done partied in different cities
Pushing the Chevy too fast, until I got a ticket
First road trip since surgery had me actin' different
Celebratin' birthdays in the crib hittin wheelies and sippin'
And that's after the strippers
Foot up with a boot on in the club
From curious about me to the f*ckin' with the boys, I might've felt a little in love
(Shit, I know you did too though, I ain't gon' name no names though you know)
Ayy,
Niggas shared a stage before we locked in and didn't even know it
Face times for the slaps. Should I scrap and keep goin?
Conversation bout this life shit, to keep that thing rollin
Tough talks about the raps, I be on bullshit, I know it
Went from couches in the R to some couches in M.I.A
Went from spottin' wing plates to niggas orderin' steaks
Sushi nine for the BOGO, Bumbu to wash it away
Yeah
Hey man, niggas used to be at the crib every weekend
Goddamn, hey bro, you hungry
I'm like, nah, nah, nah, nah
Niggas outside eatin' sushi and
Goddamn, and you know,
Next thing you know
Shhh, they don't need to know all that
This time around I can tell you how to get the pay
They wanna know is this life really what I say?
I guarantee you every line from a real place
What can I say?
This the life we made
Had to clear the way
And made my own lane
Slim, Tesh and I had strippers wildin' in the kitchen
No trickin', no tippin', they love rollin' with us
We let em act up,
But not post the pictures
Yeah they love it here, never met nothin realer
(I think I love it here. Shit, are you surprised)
Yeah,
Let's get it, nowadays standin' on business
Let me kick it nowadays, can't vibe with random bitches
Gotta feel it nowadays, I'm really on a mission
Nowadays, say a nigga really movin' different
Touch down, met JMic in Columbia
(Then what yall do?)
Then we moved on to M.I.A
Just had to get away, go M.I.A.
Swervin' in a what you call it, what you say?
Ocean view, bad bitches, bel-air champagne
Still mobbin' through the city in my Chevrolet
Order hot sake, sushi on the plate
What can I say?
This the life we made
Ayo Slim
I know you remember
When i was shootin' that video for you back in my old spot
Man, one phone call was made and we had a crib full of strippers
Goin' crazy (a fact)
We weren't throwin no money or nothin
Niggas was just in the house, gah damn, coolin' (fact),
Doin' what we do, on a very regular
Ayy, niggas done partied in different cities
Pushing the Chevy too fast, until I got a ticket
First road trip since surgery had me actin' different
Celebratin' birthdays in the crib hittin wheelies and sippin'
And that's after the strippers
Foot up with a boot on in the club
From curious about me to the f*ckin' with the boys, I might've felt a little in love
(Shit, I know you did too though, I ain't gon' name no names though you know)
Ayy,
Niggas shared a stage before we locked in and didn't even know it
Face times for the slaps. Should I scrap and keep goin?
Conversation bout this life shit, to keep that thing rollin
Tough talks about the raps, I be on bullshit, I know it
Went from couches in the R to some couches in M.I.A
Went from spottin' wing plates to niggas orderin' steaks
Sushi nine for the BOGO, Bumbu to wash it away
Yeah
Hey man, niggas used to be at the crib every weekend
Goddamn, hey bro, you hungry
I'm like, nah, nah, nah, nah
Niggas outside eatin' sushi and
Goddamn, and you know,
Next thing you know
Shhh, they don't need to know all that
Writer: Tony Poe, Jr, Craig Davis, Jr
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid