On a Mountain

Lyrics
[Intro] Run that back, Turbo [Chorus] Feel like I'm sittin' on a mountain, VVS Pointers, water on me look like a fountain (Fountain, fountain) Backend racks in, I need an accountant (Yuh), Cartier Two-tone lens, I don't need the vouchers (Vouchers) Hid the Hi-Tech seals in the couches Landed in LA, 3 hours, smoked me three whole ounces (Yuh, yuh) Pulled up in the same state, performin' in different counties (Yuh) Four rings on my fingers, ayy, I resemble an Audi (Ayy) [Verse 1] That's on everything, everything, yeah Walk in the mall buy everything Everyday I change, Chanel strings Play no games, Alexander Wang on her nail paint Your drip insane, where the fuck my paint? Stop playin' games Watch your range, my nut deranged, they actin' ways Go get paid, the condo laid, got Frito Lay (Lay) Family straight, don't see no shade, the Dolce way My new-new babe loves lemonade, like Beyoncé We the wave, ahh, flyin' out of PDK (PDK) Smashin' in the Lamb I barely use the brakes (Use the brakes) I'm in New Orleans on my birthday, I got beaucoup cake (Beaucoup cake) Gon' have to man that sail little harder for you to feel the lake [Chorus] Feel like I'm sittin' on a mountain, VVS Pointers, water on me look like a fountain (Fountain, fountain) Backend racks in, I need an accountant (Yuh), Cartier Two-tone lens, I don't need the vouchers (Vouchers) Hid the Hi-Tech seals in the couches Landed in LA, 3 hours, smoked me three whole ounces (Yuh, yuh) Pulled up in the same state, performin' in different counties (Yuh) Four rings on my fingers, ayy, I resemble an Audi (Ayy) [Verse 2] Yeah, real slatt (Real slatt) Uh, took your bitch, I'm smashin' her like my Hellcat (My Hellcat) Do as I please I'm poppin' whatever I feel, yeah (I feel, yeah) I crack a seal, pour up 'fore I throw this pill back (Pill back) Like, slime, I keep a TEC, ain't finna get killed yet (Nah) Life ain't Tom and Jerry, these niggas some real rats (Real rats) Thomas Ford on me when I ride that Maybach (That Maybach) If you want some smoke, lil nigga, just say that (Just say that) Gunna a fashion god, my new nickname Saks ('Name Saks) Nigga so cap, I bought him a real hat (Real hat) Throw dirt on my name, young Gunna don't play that (Don't play that) Flood my bitch with drip, I still can't get attached (Can't get attached) Hit her line and told her bring me that pussy cat [Chorus] Feel like I'm sittin' on a mountain, VVS Pointers, water on me look like a fountain (Fountain, fountain) Backend racks in, I need an accountant (Yuh), Cartier Two-tone lens, I don't need the vouchers (Vouchers) Hid the Hi-Tech seals in the couches Landed in LA, 3 hours, smoked me three whole ounces (Yuh, yuh) Pulled up in the same state, performin' in different counties (Yuh) Four rings on my fingers, ayy, I resemble an Audi (Ayy)
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Credits
- Writers
- Gunna
- Turbo