Valee, Harry Fraud ft. Saba, MAVI - Watermelon Automobile Lyrics

switch my paint it's a watermelon automobile
switch my paint it's a watermelon automobile

falling out the bed I shouldn't have been drinking lean
Feeling like Fred I'm fleeing down Stony, see

I'm in jungle bitch like a silverback
four door that's a sedan, that bitch is silver cat
I might spend a hundred K on earrings
While i'm running my errands
I might pull up pouring line after line just like a mead notebook

I just poured a four in a four boy this bitch a super eight
ten thousand dollars on my wheels I'm trying to reduce the scrape

I know I lie but when I get high I'm up like Allah
fingernail file appointment my bitch two thousand dollars
bitch not from here she thought Ruth Chris was somebody white
when we make mess in bed I need borrow somebody wipe

my exhaust exhausted when I'm in automobile
switch that bitch she a watermelon automobile
switch my paint it's watermelon automobile
switch my paint it's watermelon automobile

falling out the bed I shouldn't have been drinking lean
Feeling like Fred I'm fleeing down Stony, see

switch my kicks like CEO switch assistant
two black whips, which one should I pick
with me gotta be specific

Maharishi trousers feeling like Bowser she got a peach it's different

champagne clink getting fizzy what's a Maltese to the big dog we barely here

started my day in beige kimono they love me like Ray Romano

I was overseas getting paid in Poland, you was on IG paying for promo

switch my flow never switched up though
remember you tried and she just wouldn't go ,
me and her was talking about life
talking about death and where she think we go

military green on my sleeve
everything black like a watermelon seed
baked bread, olive oil cheese try to keep
up and I got him going deep

Commas overseas, niggas my son's paying alimony fees
olive oil skin, if you see if you'd cease and what you behold it's beyond me yeah

switch my paint it's watermelon automobile
switch my paint it's watermelon automobile

falling out the bed I shouldn't have been drinking lean
Feeling like Fred I'm fleeing down Stony, see

yeah hey my bitch get wet like a seal
I'm a buy her celine
it's the top of my dreams every time I step out
the crib hammer cocked with a beam it's not what it seems

she want to have a KS date
they tell her rock with the team it's always a scheme on the road she's in a

video playing my own release I'm stopping to see it
even though they told me I couldn't be running
profitably I'm profiting still
you want to catch a sail or a shell,

come and stop by the bridge we happy to see you mama, say when I get off tour I should call me a beamer ,
don't got a degree yet,
I ain't even reached the top of my peak,
way out of your league,
this rather little scenic

niggas trying to prove they ain't flukes trying to ride off my skills trying to buy what I built,
drop 50 bands on my Cuban like I don't got bills
I'm sorry I spilled

when I look at my bank, I don't think it's time to go chill on top of the scrill
I'm way out of states, exchange rate
all of my bills give fuck how you feel