Dubai

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] Yeah, riding out in Cali' through the valley in the tank A hundred thousand in all hundreds, I'ma put it in the bank Had to slow down off them Perkies, scared to pop 'em, might be fake Only take narcotics cause' that's what's gon' help me with my pain Yeah, yeah, I'm working not flirting Riding in the back of the Phantom, I'm closing the curtains I might take a trip to Dubai and get me a turban If she gon' fuck me for life she might get a Birkin [Verse 1] Cartier frames, Cartier watch Play with my change, you gon' be in the box Need new rings and new chains, 'bout to go to IceBox My shooter said that he dizzy just from spinning your block I ain't straight unless my fam straight, gang straight Pouring 1942, I remember [?] Hundred dollar meal, I remember I ain't eat them days Popped another pill, when it kick, I can't feel a thing Feel like Rihanna with this Rolls Royce umbrella Fuck this beef, let's just get this money, come together But in the streets you know my niggas like them Goodfellas Better keep the piece before you end up on that new channel [Chorus] Yeah, riding out in Cali' through the valley in the tank A hundred thousand in all hundreds, I'ma put it in the bank Had to slow down off them Perkies, scared to pop 'em, might be fake Only take narcotics cause' that's what's gon' help me with my pain Yeah, yeah, I'm working not flirting Riding in the back of the Phantom, I'm closing the curtains I might take a trip to Dubai and get me a turban If she gon' fuck me for life she might get a Birkin [Verse 2] I made one rack, then I made five racks Then I made ten racks, been like a hundred racks Yeah, once you get that check there ain't no going back I won't fuck up on your bitch if I could blow her back I can't trust no niggas that be cooling with them rats I can't trust no niggas that ain't shooting with a gat My hood love me cause' I'm genuine Now they look at me when it's time to make decisions I remember thuggin' running around in Timberlands If I ain't ask you, don't you give me your opinion Since a youngin' man I feel like I was sentenced Got the Beamer, parked it right beside the Bentley Yeah, they like "How he do that?" Just got a draco cause' rip to Ruler And this shit is extendo, my clip hang like a ruler And my kit is cooler I can't go inside that club unless I get my tool in Yeah, mixing that lean with the Canada Dry I feel like Biggie, I'm ready to die I got a driver, I don't like to drive If you gon' ride then lil' bitch just ride You ain't gotta' tell me you riding or dying I know some niggas for me yeah they dying If I do the crime then I'm doing the time [Chorus] Yeah, riding out in Cali' through the valley in the tank A hundred thousand in all hundreds, I'ma put it in the bank Had to slow down off them Perkies, scared to pop 'em, might be fake Only take narcotics cause' that's what's gon' help me with my pain Yeah, yeah, I'm working not flirting Riding in the back of the Phantom, I'm closing the curtains I might take a trip to Dubai and get me a turban If she gon' fuck me for life she might get a Birkin