The Pullman Collective - FIESTA

Sober, Sober

Pass the Patrón
Yeah, lil bitch you can see what I'm on
Wait a bit, wait a bit, pass her the bone
I don't really know what you want, uh
But I'm down to let it fly
Throwing money at the sky
Go and let the hate pass by, uh
We can do this all night, just
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly, uh
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly, uh

Mama, mama, mamacita
I could be like Bieber turn you to a believer
I get butterflies when I see ya, but I run like a cheetah
Just to meet her both ways, every god damn day
Call her up, call her up, tell her meet her at the bay, just hit 100k
Thought I'd switch up
All she wanted was a picture, 'cuz she need it for the clout
Get another pitcher, shit I'm boutta black out
Casamigos in my cup, mhm
Like wassup, mhm, do this all day long
I just thought I'd spazz on you hoes
'Cuz I'm sticking to the code, stay posted on the low, ain't your average joe
But I bring the energy like coffee, chilling with my posse
Whipping in my Audi, so flossy, so saucy
Baby be like Papi, Papi, baby come back for me

Pass the Patrón
Yeah, lil bitch you can see what I'm on
Wait a bit, wait a bit, pass her the bone
I don't really know what you want, uh
But I'm down to let it fly
Throwing money at the sky
Go and let the hate pass by, uh
We can do this all night, just
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly, uh
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly, uh

Pass the ciroc, we creasing the fifth
They pay attention when I rap, they been pleading the fifth
I got some west coast homies who been meaning to diss
We tryna put em into place, we preparing the dish
They getting served, homie This a three course meal
Look how Everybody faking, y'all should be more real
Got a number two pencil, with number one ideals
You gettin' schooled with the comedy like key and peele
I'm feeling like B.O.B. with the airplane seat
You cannot be like me, I'm in the VIP
Rapping like JID, I need another idea, might need a margarita, senorita, maybe tequila,
Cuz I been fiendin' and I need to get loose
Got Lines In my head, I'm like Pac in juice
And they ain't really fucking with you, they ain't knocking boots
You sitting passenger I'm passing the police we in hot pursuit, now could you

Pass the Patrón
Yeah, lil bitch you can see what I'm on
Wait a bit, wait a bit, pass her the bone
I don't really know what you want, uh
But I'm down to let it fly
Throwing money at the sky
Go and let the hate pass by, uh
We can do this all night, just
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly, uh
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly, uh

I put in the work the whole week, my chains so gold we
Looking to just fiesta, huh
Put in the work the whole week, my chains so gold we
Looking to just fiesta, huh
Pass that light know all my dogs lost patience
Paid for vodka cuz we need the hydration, yeah
She want me to go down, I'm good vibrations
I been picking and choosing every bitch a temptation
Lights on, bad behavior, vice on
This the time of night I forget about right, wrong
In them lulu tights yeah she shake to my song
Looking to just fiesta, huh
Every bad bitch think I'm a seat
Drop the weight down she don't wanna leave
Rode me like a brand new Aston Martin
Always loading up the gas smoking hydroponics, yeah
Take the whole world no girls are needed
I've been gettin way used to them dimes, conceited
Pullman takeover with rhymes, watch them all repeat it
And if you came here just to party, then let's start deleting
Im gone

Oh, okay, okay, okay

Pass the Patrón
Yeah, lil bitch you can see what I'm on
Wait a bit, wait a bit, pass her the bone
I don't really know what you want, uh
But I'm down to let it fly
Throwing money at the sky
Go and let the hate pass by, uh
We can do this all night, just
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly, uh
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly, uh

Written by:
Samuel Coulon, Vasili Varlamos, Zach Settle

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