Yeah (OZ on the beat, yeah)
Shorty say she wanna roll with me (yeah)
Get high with me, lil' baby, roll my weed (weed)
Got the chopper on me, bitch in the backseat (seat)
Trynna sink my damn thoughts with these trees
Like a Bible open when I spread the legs like the sea
Just you and me, you and me, you and me, yeah
I'm in your sea, you and me, you and me, yeah
I'm in your sea, you and me, you and me, yeah (yeah)
Keep my 4 right by my Bible in the glove compartment
Yeah, talking gangster shit, then be a thug about it
Put your heart up in the street, ain't get no love about it
Yeah, pistol to the sky, don't give no fucks about it
Nigga, know about it, nigga buck about it, yeah
Choppas out in public, we gon' bust about it
If I like you, yeah, it's a must, I cop it
Foreign whip, leave you in the dust, about it
Shorty say she wanna roll with me (yeah)
Get high with me, lil' baby, roll my weed (weed)
Got the chopper on me, bitch in the backseat (seat)
Trynna sink my damn thoughts with these trees
Like a Bible open when I spread the legs like the sea
Just you and me, you and me, you and me, yeah
I'm in your sea, you and me, you and me, yeah
I'm in your sea, you and me, you and me, yeah
Writer(s): Michael Lamar II White, Nils Noehden, Ozan Yildirim
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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