YungKoko - Saturday Morning

Woke up Saturday morning like damn what's up
Right next to me I had some drink in my cup
Don't remember the night before I got to fucked up
Now I'm watching cartoons in the living room stuck
Thinking bout what the hell imma get into
Internet gangstas tryna press the issue
Ex keep texting me Koko I miss you
"I see you blowing up" nah bitch forget you
Let's get back to the basics
I'm In the kitchen whipping up some eggs and bacon
Put my grill in feeling like some gold braces
Nike sweats, black T-shirt, tie up my laces
Started the car and it sounds like I'm racing
Call my momma phone do it on the daily basis
Showed me the new watch I got her it look amazing
Cause she made sure my life was straight like some braces
Cut the radio on now I'm in the car sliding
No destination got the window down vibing
Car feeling Smoove on the road like I'm gliding
Tryna find what to eat, I'm still deciding
Days going good now I just gotta survive it
Songs blowing up and my streams keep rising
Looking in the rear view mirror I see sirens
Damn bro 12 got me talk about the timing
Turn my blinker on an I pull the car over
Cop car keeps getting closer
Feeling my heart beat slower and slower
Drove right passed me feeling lucky like clover
Decided where I'm going start the car back up
Turn the radio on and turn the song back up
Soul Ties comes on now I act up
Like damn momma I made it finna blow the stack up fuck it
Put directions into the mall
Check just hit so you know I'm boutta ball
So much cash feeling like a brick wall
Finna go into the store and buy it all
Get back in the spaceship and I drop the top
Smoke coming out the pipes out the exhaust
With a car like this you speed off by default
Didn't know I would cop it like damn who would've thought
Finna hit the stu and go see my lil mama
By myself today ion really want drama
Time to lock into that mentality like the mamba
Tryna bring the fam and the gang to the Bahamas
On the road to the commas
Song after song all hot like a sauna
Don't wanna go back to don't wanna be at the bottom
Taking care of my brothers if you touch em then we got em
Now I'm on the way home
Got my daughter and I gave her my phone
Got her in the car so I gotta keep the chrome
Just in case a Nigga run up and then it's on
But by then it's to late bro should've known
Cause when it's bout my gurly face I'm to the dome
I hit my mom n nem phone
Like we safe we made it home
The Saturday finna end and so will this song

Written by:
Kobe O.

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