LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeSURFING a TSUNAMI
Yeah, yeah, yeah, plutoFrom the clothes down to the legVVS we be stylin' out the jetMuddy ice inside my cup, now watch it turn into baguettesKeep my head up to the sky'cause they gon' make a nigga depressedBought a yachtThat's my man's, he stood on businessI can never leave him outPull out the poppers ain't no slattMight be pink toes at the houseA couple of mermaids in the poolSkinny dippingI've been sippin' count my bluesI get it crackin' wherever I moveNo relaxin' I stay on cuePull up stashin' all my roomsGot a nigga crashin' self-tycoonRap into a plastic shoot like a goonBitch so sassy she get approvedAll this smashin' get seducedBitch you wish you could walk a mile in my shoesI got a solitary point of viewDon't be careless with this rich nigga be famousAll these millions out the trap so amazin'I can surf on a tsunami when the wave hitsI get with all these guns on me I'm hazin'Don't be careless with this rich nigga behave bitchI got way too many vibes ain't no favoritesI got on my side we get faded
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