97
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's go
Yeah
97, I'm ridin'
I’m drivin' all alone (Ha)
On my way out to find you
To find you, yeah, yeah
It’s 11, you textin'
And blowin' up my phone (Yuh)
Swear it’s never good timin'
Good timin', yeah, yeah
Yeah
I’ve been on my lean wit it, rock wit it (Rock wit it)
Baby girl, I’m a fiend, I can’t stop with it (Stop with it)
Carolina in my jeans and the top vintage (Ha)
Knowin' I'ma get my six rings when it’s all finished (It's all finished)
All finished, yeah
Once I get my rings, then it’s all business (Then it's all business)
Money in my veins like I’m Raf Simons (Yeah)
Funny how my face already sold millions
And I ain’t had a record blow (Record blow)
Always told baby I would sell out my shows (My shows)
Get her somethin' cozy with the suicide doors (Side doors)
Put her in the Rolly with the spinnin' 24’s
I'ma call this shit Kobe, shoot from Wilmington to Roles
97, I'm ridin'
I’m drivin' all alone (Ha)
On my way out to find you
To find you, yeah, yeah
It’s 11, you textin'
And blowin' up my phone (Yuh)
Swear it’s never good timin'
Good timin', yeah, yeah
97, I’m ridin'
I’m drivin' all alone
On my way out to find you
To find you, yeah, yeah
It’s 11, you textin' (Haha)
And blowin' up my phone
Swear it’s never good timin'
Good timin', yeah, yeah
I been so in tune with money
I don’t even need to work, they just put it right here (Right here)
But I been at this shit weeks, it ain’t funny
I ain’t playin' when I say that’s 20 records right there
So turn it up, play this shit loud
Money go up, the ladies get down (All the ladies get down)
I’m too drunk in this club, but they feelin' my sound (Yeah)
I swear my music fuck, like that girl who gets around
So baby get buck with me (Get buck)
Wanna hop up in the truck with me, yeah, yeah (In the truck)
Got a pocket full of luck you see (Yeah, yeah)
I been shinin' all night (All night)
Twistin' up the cup like Sprite (Like Sprite)
Baby this is my life (My life)
I promise to never fall (To never fall)
In time we can have it all (Can have it all)
Cause baby, I swear to you (I swear to you)
This is my night (My night)
Twistin' up the cup like Sprite, yeah, yeah (Like Sprite)
97, I'm ridin'
I’m drivin' all alone (Ha)
On my way out to find you
To find you, yeah, yeah
It’s 11, you textin'
And blowin' up my phone (Yuh)
Swear it’s never good timin'
Good timin', yeah, yeah
97, I’m ridin' (Ohh)
I’m drivin' all alone
On my way out to find you
To find you, yeah, yeah
It’s 11, you textin' (Haha)
And blowin' up my phone
Swear it’s never good timin'
Good timin', yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's go
Yeah
97, I'm ridin'
I’m drivin' all alone (Ha)
On my way out to find you
To find you, yeah, yeah
It’s 11, you textin'
And blowin' up my phone (Yuh)
Swear it’s never good timin'
Good timin', yeah, yeah
Yeah
I’ve been on my lean wit it, rock wit it (Rock wit it)
Baby girl, I’m a fiend, I can’t stop with it (Stop with it)
Carolina in my jeans and the top vintage (Ha)
Knowin' I'ma get my six rings when it’s all finished (It's all finished)
All finished, yeah
Once I get my rings, then it’s all business (Then it's all business)
Money in my veins like I’m Raf Simons (Yeah)
Funny how my face already sold millions
And I ain’t had a record blow (Record blow)
Always told baby I would sell out my shows (My shows)
Get her somethin' cozy with the suicide doors (Side doors)
Put her in the Rolly with the spinnin' 24’s
I'ma call this shit Kobe, shoot from Wilmington to Roles
97, I'm ridin'
I’m drivin' all alone (Ha)
On my way out to find you
To find you, yeah, yeah
It’s 11, you textin'
And blowin' up my phone (Yuh)
Swear it’s never good timin'
Good timin', yeah, yeah
97, I’m ridin'
I’m drivin' all alone
On my way out to find you
To find you, yeah, yeah
It’s 11, you textin' (Haha)
And blowin' up my phone
Swear it’s never good timin'
Good timin', yeah, yeah
I been so in tune with money
I don’t even need to work, they just put it right here (Right here)
But I been at this shit weeks, it ain’t funny
I ain’t playin' when I say that’s 20 records right there
So turn it up, play this shit loud
Money go up, the ladies get down (All the ladies get down)
I’m too drunk in this club, but they feelin' my sound (Yeah)
I swear my music fuck, like that girl who gets around
So baby get buck with me (Get buck)
Wanna hop up in the truck with me, yeah, yeah (In the truck)
Got a pocket full of luck you see (Yeah, yeah)
I been shinin' all night (All night)
Twistin' up the cup like Sprite (Like Sprite)
Baby this is my life (My life)
I promise to never fall (To never fall)
In time we can have it all (Can have it all)
Cause baby, I swear to you (I swear to you)
This is my night (My night)
Twistin' up the cup like Sprite, yeah, yeah (Like Sprite)
97, I'm ridin'
I’m drivin' all alone (Ha)
On my way out to find you
To find you, yeah, yeah
It’s 11, you textin'
And blowin' up my phone (Yuh)
Swear it’s never good timin'
Good timin', yeah, yeah
97, I’m ridin' (Ohh)
I’m drivin' all alone
On my way out to find you
To find you, yeah, yeah
It’s 11, you textin' (Haha)
And blowin' up my phone
Swear it’s never good timin'
Good timin', yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Ryan O'Leary
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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