24k Organic

Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy, what's happenin'? Straight up Bouncin' out them motherfuckin' foreigns and shit Yeah, bitch you see this motherfuckin' juice, bust down Bitch, I might write a motherfuckin' smoothie book or somethin', make no sense Sell this shit for thirty dollars, nigga Period, nigga And I'm gon' do numbers Off top (Check it out, yeah) (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) [Verse 1] It's way too much money to just be chillin' and shit I met baby at Jon & Vinny's and let her ride in the 6 I got a couple Presidentials, I'm timing like this I might step out tonight just to crack somethin' thick The first night I never hit 'cause I got morals and shit I'm in the house playing Prince, essential oils and shit Take the whip to the shop, check the coils and shit I done checked five-hundred, you just spoiled a pshh Let's hit Florida, bitch Ooh, excuse my French I know you from overseas, they don't be talking like this Yo' little bro a big fan, here go some hoodies for him She came way from Australia to fuck with a pimp That was some random ass shit but I love the experience She was like a top model, hell yeah, I was curious I'm not a superstar, baby, but my ice cost a ticket Copped a low-key loft 'til the house get finished, what's happenin'? [Chorus] I'm riding I'm smoking But keep it on me You a phony (Yeah), baloney (Uh) You ain't the homie (Yeah) Big Ds on me (Off top) 24 karats (Yeah), Kobe (Off the dribble) And it's loaded I'm focused, I'm on it (I'm sayin') Don't trip, I got it I'm big homie Smoking kush in Elkos Selling elbows Everything goes [Verse 2] Ayy, lately I've been feeling like I gotta get it I dropped hella cash, nigga, your shit rented I walk in the Benz They running my credit Approved for everything I'm swiping my debit (Good job) I'm riding my bike My Glock got a light (Off top) If I'm bringing you over then I'm fucking tonight I'm riding and swerving Uber suburban That's not a Birkin Baby you perking (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) My bitches be working Your bitches hurting I'm in Hawaii Chillin' and surfing (Good job) Bitch, why you playing? (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Fuck is you saying? We out in Reno, a date at the Sands (Good job) Money and grams Grams in my hand (The best) Hit up my grams, she got that syrup for sell (What's happenin'?) I'm perking like hell (Off top), that's that Henny and weed (Good job) Fuck it in my system with a Glock 17, what's happenin'? (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) [Chorus] I'm riding I'm smoking But keep it on me You a phony (Yeah), baloney (Uh) You ain't the homie (Yeah) Big Ds on me (Off top) 24 karats (Yeah), Kobe (Off the dribble) And it's loaded I'm focused, I'm on it (I'm sayin') Don't trip, I got it I'm big homie Smoking kush in Elkos Selling elbows Everything goes [Outro] Yeah, yeah, yeah