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Feeling reckless 'bout to blow a check its Friday
Long nights for the people that feel like us
Cute girl on my right trying to fill up my cup
Kero one instrumental with the stereo bump
All my friends are like fiends, 30 mg poppers
See i'm nothing like a fiendi just blow out the box
I need a vice in my life cause i'm stuck like whoa
Finding freedom in the music just to free my soul
But i've always believed
That when u riding by my side your just the woman i need
Intercourse mentally before we even proceed
The only time I'll disrespect you's when we're under the sheets
Chorus:Vivid colors paint this road with youNothing like when driving with a viewI see a little bit of blue and a little bit of whiteand with a lil bit of a hue and a little bit of bright oh ohhand girl i wanna groove, with you (x2)
Kero verse 2:LA summer nights, let the warm breeze blowtinted glass down, so the cops don't knowswooped up my girl, she look Kawaii (ã‹ã‚ã„ã„)it's lit, thats a swish, a Kawhi threeI just sold Tesla stock, to buy a Tesla mobilehad a couple drinks yo Elon take the wheelenroute to perform, so u know how I feelgetting paid for my hobbies, everyday is surrealmy studio never faced an oceanjust weed dealers pushing keys like Beethovenneighbor warnings, complaints when recordingforget about glory the story's more important
Waju verse 3: Coming from the westside, let me ride, trying to get to home base, let me slidecoming from the westside, let me ride, trying to get to home base, let me slide
Heart full but I'm rollin on e,Feels like I'm on drugs when you holding on to me, we just strolling on the streets wait,cruising through the coast feeling free, we can get to wherever you wanna be hey,all we need is four wheels, somehow we talking flight, shine your high-beams its green, don't hit the brakes tonight, they don't got drive like me, tell them to take a hike, I don't need a GPS to tell me when to make it right, we can go for miles girl I'll gas you up, steady pace ain't a race I can't pass you up, keep it rolling when you tired I can patch you up, they never catching us 'cause they ain't moving fast enough, seat belt fastened up
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