Sammy Buckets & Lil Moody - RJ's Interlude

Chillin' at the beach straight puffin on that OG
Countin stack after stack ni**a they gon' know me
Young Spanish boy diamond shining off his roley
Drop top roof Versace pattern on the floor seats
Am I flossing girl you tell me
From what i'm seeing cute tan you a whole freak
Panties dropping quick girl this already gonna be
The best time you ever had Netflix sheets
Never been through the struggle can't feel that
Fuck the money can't forget where my roots at
Shit who ever knew that the young bull could rap
Grey shorts, white shirt, coolin' with the blue cap
Now I'm on a plane living good first class
Champagne poppin fillin up the wine glass
Smoking grass while i'm feelin on some girls ass
Thotty wanna smash told her nah think I'll pass

Speak to them!
Yo yo yo!
Let me tell you something real quick
These thots is for everyone so don't worry about these stupid hoes who go for somebody else

Back on my bullshit I'm about to go in
Grew up in the ghetto by the ocean
My ship never sink, so we stay a floatin'
Drop top roof, cruisin' down ocean
Got that pussy open, yes
Yeah that pussy soakin', yes
And she call me guapo
Touching on my tan skin
Diamonds on me dancin'
I won't ever stop till my parents in a mansion
Pops i promise it'll pay off
Tryna make this guap so you can take a day off
Watch!

Stop playing games
There's sharks in pools and oceans
Nah! Ya'll playin' too many games, you're gonna get me hurt

Written by:
Mauricio Toledo, Sam Hernandez

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