〈Intro〉
God damn
I ain’t got sh#t to do today
Shit, plan on sittin’ here relaxin’
Matter of fact, it feel good outside
Let’s go check it out
〈Verse 1〉
Another cool day–bucket seats on my back
Screens go up and down in the Cadillac
Ain’t no space so you can’t ask to ride in the back
Windows down, straight relaxed to the max
Shades on, rays from the sun kinda bright
Swisher lit, so my mind sittin’ just right
Bass boomin’, people stare when I stop at the light
Blow smoke, hit the gas, then I’m out of sight
Pull in the drive way, the garage lift
Hop out, n#gg# lookin’ real expensive
Walk in, see what’s goin’ on on my TV
Phone rings, m#th*rf#ck*r stop callin’ me
I don’t plan on pickin’ up–I’m relaxin’
The gamе’s on, and it’s lookin’ like we winnin’
It’s Sunday and I don’t plan on sinnin’
Got this blunt lit and I’m just sittin’ herе koolin’
〈Hook〉
9 o’clock, go outside, hop up in my ride
Hit the highway doin’ 95
Nowhere to go, I’m just koolin’
Watch me drive by
I swerve left, then I swerve right
〈Verse 2〉
What the f#ck? My phone keep ringin’
I pick up, “what the f#ck is so important?”
This dude didn’t have a clue
He said, “not sh#t, I’m just tryna see what it do”
I hung that m#th*rf#ck*r up, what the f#ck is wrong with you?
Hit the corner store, get the sticks, I’m ’bout to blow
Light that m#th*rf#ck*r up, smoke and dro I gotta O
Tryin’ not to choke so I smoke that m#th*rf#ck*r slow
Rollin’ down Expressway, the city light’s bright
A n#gg# got the munchies so I’m lookin’ for a quick bite
Pull up in the drive thru, starin’ at the menu
Decisions, decisions, sh#t, give me a number 2
“Pull up to the window–your total’s $5.42”
Pass the cash, grab my bag, then I pressed on the gas
Hauled #ss, drove fast, sh#t slidin’ on my dash
I’m rollin’ home, repeatin’ my favorite song
I’m in the zone, been koolin’ all day long
People still hittin’ up my cell phone
I cut that m#th*rf#ck*r off, y’all gon’ leave me alone
I cut that m#th*rf#ck*r off, y’all gon’ leave me alone
〈Outro〉
Oh sh#t
Another cool-ass day
I ain’t did sh#t
Went outside, drove in a circle, smoked, came back home
Oh sh#t, damn
And uh, I ain’t got nothin’ else to say
So uh, guess what?
Shit, I’m out this b#tch
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