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(Verse)
Open fireplaces
Me and my lady back home from a winetasting
The scene was crazy, millionaires around shades and trades and saying good jokes
Helicopters choppin as we smoke
Plottin on the way to get this cash cow roped up and tied down
Snipers outside, my compound inside
We pow wow, been doin this for some time now
Andretti, most slept on, like yo big homieâs couch
Iâm from New Orleans, you get crapped on and Xâd out
And we like damn, we was just talkin to homie
Stressed, EMS, threw them covers on em
But them children already seen ya, 3 in the morning
Woke his whole family up with that screaming (nightmares)
Visions of hits, niggas dyin, livin in shit
Iâm just writin bout it like in my anxiety
Call this like 8 ball, corner pocket
Drop it
(Verse)
Real niggas done died over a bitchâs lies
I know my brother will ride if ever but never
The corporation wrote forever even when Iâm down
Play my shit and light yo bong, like throws this on
We family, Iâm there for you right or wrong
They donât have to get us all the same weight dog
Tiozine, sun rooftop, the doja in the wind, my men donât stop
You know you tryin to get in
Dippin up the block with a G like him, these is rare events
To live another way doesnât make sense
- Album:
- The Owners Manual
- Stoned On Ocean
- The Legend Of Harvard Blue
- Andretti 11/30
- Pilot Talk III
- Even More Saturday Night Car Tunes (EP)
- Cathedral Music
- Canal Street Confidential
- More Saturday Night Car Tunes EP
- Saturday Night Car Tunes
- The Drive In Theatre (Mixtape)
- New Jet City
- Muscle Car Chronicles
- Here... (EP)
- The Stoned Immaculate
- The1st28
- Jet Life (Single)
- Cigarette Boats (EP)
- Priest Andretti (Mixtape)
- Verde Terrace (Mixtape)