ACURA
Lyrics
Sino siya? I wanna know your name
Baby you're bubbly and radiant
You got some flavor and I'm tryna savor it
Palm gripped on the fruit
Sipping on that juice
Like Skateboard P and Diddy
Finna get loose, ooh
Pardon me if I flake on occasion
They're like Dwayne I'm more like Michael Cera
Never was the type to feel like saying
Never was the type to go and take it
Gentleman the way my mama raise me
She praying for me since I was a baby
Now my life is orbited my angels
Now my life's obtaining all the paper
Oh Acura, take a spin on the back road with you
Hands flying out the window with you
Ain't nothing but mileage, I'll pick you up
I got you, I got you, I got you, I'll pick you up
I got you, I got you, I got you, you
State park poolside, summertime fourteen
Splash in cool water, you's latching on me
Wear your arms tight like a chain
So tight I can feel your name
Match with the puka, deep end wetted
When the day end, it's still deep end wetted
And the gang's all here, super soak in the heat
But still, inner demons tryna run my races
Grind 'em, roll 'me up in a container
Burn it, take it, turn it into vapor
Now I'm eating good at Terakawa
R.I.P. Lorenzo that's our angel
And the Lacie, all the priceless data
So shout out to the homies in the basement
We out here still working for the paper, yeah
Oh Acura, take a spin on the back road with you
Hands flying out the window with you
Ain't nothing but mileage, I'll pick you up
I got you, I got you, I got you, I'll pick you up
I got you, I got you, I got you, you
Sino siya? I wanna know her name
Writer(s): Noel Lucas Geniza
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
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