Lyrics:
Get a taste by the case
Music is the correlation if
You looking to escape
There’s writing on the wall that
You can’t write off
Dreams so big they make
I was born a few decades ago
In a pretty big place
Yeah it was made by the devil himself
With an evil smile on his face
Don't get me wrong I'm bonded
They don't have a scandal on you
I love Ecco Sandals on you
Saving me was B-I-G
All the boyfish in the sea
They all wish that they could be me
They don't have a scandal on you
I love Ecco Sandals on you
Saving me was B-I-G
All the boyfish in the sea
They all wish that they could be me
you it ain't no good for the bloodstream
You know god damn whatever and uhh
It's dumb and big it's dumb and big)
Mira, meth-tical comin through with
nigga
Throw that pack nigga, toss that trigger
Kid I'm still in the P's, girl I love the Audi
If yo' ass pregnant girl, leave the party
My stashbox so
I'ma live it up, 'til I'm a hundred with gray hair
Glass house in Bel-Air that's, high up in the mountain
Golden gates, and the brass water fountain
I'ma live it up, 'til I'm a hundred with gray hair
Glass house in Bel-Air that's, high up in the mountain
Golden gates, and the brass water fountain
be a blizzard tonight -
And "yes", said the owner,"
There's a big storm on the mountain,
Good thing we're open, we could be here for hours
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
Pistel packin
Never slacking
Big Scale’la Killa
On the biggest scale on my island striptease countin dollars pound cake from her momma pussy water I'm
Big Dre not the little one, don't play with it, okay
Brand new lashes, get it for you, you're my girl, know I spoil
Deep up in it feel your oils stay
you see what I see
Gold and purple mountains
Yellow lamborghinis by the ocean
Cali dreamings coming back
Golden coast is where it's at
You might see me
to sleep
Do I love another
To cease my emptiness
Do I confide beauty
To ease my loneliness
Is consciousness borrowed
By minds that are compatible
Does it
damn beat now all the money is mine
I carry big fat WIVES, I treat my girls like guys
Ask 'em "who do they love?" and they all say TIDE
I'm just
My grandfather picks wild flowers at the top of the hill
Upon the mountain side
And he knows the names by the color, shape, their size
Above
fo' real
Ay, pull up on ya big wheel
Ay, niggas eating big meals
Ay, all day big crew
Ay, 90 y'all burn to shit
Ay, that's a million dolla building
bear by his island size paw
And I led him over to the still
He's a sniffin' around that thing cause
He's smellin' somethin' good
I gave him one
a bag and then flip that flip that
Tell me is you wit dat
What's the word what's the word
Take a trip to Big Island we gon learn how to surf
Take a look
Climb the mountain see the sunrise
Swimming in the ocean see the sunset
...
Vacation with natur island
Vacation with natur i love
Vacation with natur
stashed by some chambers
Barracuda grip, big stones is in my banger
El Chapo, guns more rockier than mountain
Stopped the James Bond van and piss in
In a way I feel stuck
So much fake love and
The hatred
What a shame man it sucks
I don't pay that shit much
My attention stays up
Imma Heru
Nothin
counted
But I would climb a mountain while I’m bound to get to you
Written by: Wes Mitchell, Josh Hawkins, and Carlos Barnard
over to the island of Jersey, followed by a swift little airplane ride 3000 kilometres due...east of
ah...well no, no, got that wrong, due west
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