Ron Jetson - Cozy Sundaze (feat. Flyreke)

Dash is digital, the moves that I'm making is pivotal
At the side of my vision peripheral
And I pull up, I'm looking real spiritual
Stop moving hot, I'm watching your temperature
Hermes and double G's all when I walk
You could see money on me when I talk
Pull up we up it
Premium leather we heat up the seat
When you walk in my car
All this designer, you tell by the cloth
If I tell you that I love you, I really mean it when we bonding, it come from the heart
My love, it go far
Call me if you really need me, I hop and I jump in my car
I go the furthest for you, I love you, I'm doing my part

Visualize this
Can you see us with a family, can you see us with some kids
We knuck and we buck and we fucking all night and I put it in your ribs
You like that submissive shit
You like when I pull up late in the night and we talking
You grabbing my hand
I'm interested so I'm grabbing a chair
Yeah I'm the talk of the town, I just did the Rollie, I might go grab the Cartier
This shit is not fair
If I just want me a peace of mind
Hop on a flight to Bel-Air
The way that I'm moving with money, I cop me a printer to print
Really don't fuck with these niggas how bout y'all just hop in a ditch
I'm in the back of the back in that Maybach recording my shit
This shit is not fair
This shit is not fair

Got the digital dash, Peruvian bitch and she sit in the back
She love me so she keep my stick in her bag
I keep on looking at her and she told me stay focused
She really hoping I don't crash, baby relax
Just took a flight, I'm feeling lagged
I be dancing like Mike when I'm getting this cash
She just got something nice, she don't know how to act
Maybach come with a rug
Ain't no cutting no corners, I'm getting it straight out the mud
When she walk in my crib, see the Baccarat candles
And she so impressed with the size of the tub
And she taking them selfies in front of my mirror
I'm taking her phone, you ain't posting that up
I be standing on business and I know these bitches be fake
So I really can't show them no love
I cannot show them no love
She impressed with the size of the tub
I cannot show her no love, I cannot show her no love

Dash is digital, the moves that I'm making is pivotal
At the side of my vision peripheral
And I pull up, I'm looking real spiritual
Stop moving hot, I'm watching your temperature
Hermes and double G's all when I walk
You could see money on me when I talk
Pull up we up it
Premium leather we heat up the seat
When you walk in my car
All this designer, you tell by the cloth
If I tell you that I love you, I really mean it when we bonding, it come from the heart
My love, it go far
Call me if you really need me, I hop and I jump in my car
I go the furthest for you, I love you, I'm doing my part

Written by:
Ronaldo Mclean, Tyreke Guthrie

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