Polar Beair - Paradise Grows

Whip single file
Car show style
Karat gold is my lifestyle
VIP center all sold out
Auto-flex when the squad roll out
Foreign vans bluer bands
Ice all on me once again
Hardest road grippers understand
Free flow feelers got a plan
I landed right on the sand
Think I might get me a tan
I got her doing a dance
Tell her to bring all her friends
Bump that thing morning to end
Eyes lock while we walking in
Tip top we live in the pent
Jaw drop she loving the bens
Top down to take it all in
Checked in to the top floor
My wrist roll with a lexo
My bling bright from the get-go
My mood right in the lambo
Clouds are rolling in from where they've been
Blue skies on the fridge
Windy blowing pretty tough
Who cares why we win
I've got money on the bid
Who cares where it goes
Throwing paper at the stuff
Making paradise grow now
Off on the road wow
I've got a show down
By the main-stage so open the gates
Please let me explain I'm
Turning this up like jump man on drake
You can take it to the
Bank bank bank buh-dank
You can take it to the
Bank bank bank buh-dank
You can take it to the
Bank bank bank buh-dank
You can take it to the
Bank bank bank buh-dank
Go head and take it
Clouds are rolling in from where they've been
Blue skies on the fridge
Windy blowing pretty tough
Who cares why we win
I've got money on the bid
Who cares where it goes
Throwing paper at the stuff
Making paradise grow now
Off on the road wow
I've got a show down
By the main stage so open the gates
Please let me explain I'm
Turning this up like jump man on drake
You can take it to the
Bank bank bank buh-dank
You can take it to the
Bank bank bank buh-dank
You can take it to the
Bank bank bank buh-dank
You can take it to the
Bank bank bank buh-dank
Go head and take it
Go head and take it
Go head and take it all
Go head and take it
Go head and take it
Go head and take it all

Written by:
Alec Powless

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