Naked Porsche

Lyrics
[Verse 1: RealYungPhil] Back then I was stuck, now I'm breakin' the mold Told you the vision, you ran from the glow I'm in London, billin' it with bros Shit, I'm like, "Where the vibes? Let me know" I was in Sweden with Stacey and Woe I ain't tryna get distracted by the phone But for you, I'll put that shit on hold Wait, I'm trippin', baby, I can't fold I'm busy closin' the gap between me and my goals She got it on from her head to her toes Ms. Independent, got it on her own (Own, damn) I ain't gotta be sad, this the shit that we know (We know) I see the money, greet it like, "Hello" (Hello) I was waiting on you at the tonе (Damn) [Chorus: kwes e] Turn the Porsche naked 'causе I'm tryna feel the breeze Cruisin' in Miami, show you pretty lot of trees For this money, baby, I would sail the seven seas See me lookin' wavy, girl, I know I'm what you need She like crazy money, she like hoes, and she like weed Rockin' new Margielly, but she got that shit for free I've been flexin' hard, but I don't know where I wanna be, yeah I've been flexin' hard, but I'm not where I wanna be Fly my mama over seas [Verse 2: kwes e] Believe me, boy, I've seen the love Took the top off of the Porsche, I'm feelin' the breeze a lot Shawty fell in love without she seein', eat a lot She wanted me a lot, why? Because I fuckin' rock They all call me, "Rapper," now Bands are for the wrappin' now Pockets gettin' fatter now My heart gettin' blacker now Wore it in the Prada store, [?], he mappin' out I just want the Ballon d'Or, we can make it happen now Yeah, mama told me I'm a G And when you gon' make it happen, got this Balmain from Belize I'm with my Naija lady, she like hoes, and she like weed I said this shit before, but, baby, be what you can be [Chorus: kwes e] Turn the Porsche naked 'cause I'm tryna feel the breeze Cruisin' in Miami, show you pretty lot of trees For this money, baby, I would sail the seven seas See me lookin' wavy, girl, I know I'm what you need She like crazy money, she like hoes, and she like weed Rockin' new Margielly, but she got that shit for free I've been flexin' hard, but I don't know where I wanna be, yeah I've been flexin' hard, but I'm not where I wanna be Fly my mama over seas
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Credits
- Writers
- kwes e
- RealYungPhil
- Stacey (Producer)
- Woesum