You doing good baby, uh
Cardo won
That feel good shit, uh, yeah, uh (shh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Damn, bae you got back
Lookin' like somethin' that a nigga might tap
It's feeling like 2019 all again
87 fed me and Trey in the wind
Touchdown and Baker did a play at the wind
I'm reaching in my pocket and I'm thumbing through a ten
I put the foreigns up 'cause it's time to fucking get it
I hear my nigga Cardo when he drops in a minute
You the type of nigga hit your brother with the jewelry
I'm the type of nigga 'skrt skrt' I'ma McLaren
I'm living life now cause tomorrow not promised
I'm fucking with my niggas kicked back at St. Thomas

I be stickin' and movin' (uh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I be stickin' and movin' (yeah, shh, good job)
Nigga, I be sticking and moving
See how you know me, I don't give a fuck
I'm trying to make it out, tryna run it up
I be sticking and moving
Need a bigger goal I've been feeling stuck
'Cause nigga, this summer I'ma live it up

I'm sliding in my truck 'bout to bust another move
I'm 'bout to run it up, show you niggas what it do
Wrist cost a buck, but I can flip it for a two
Different type of nigga hop a [?] and some [?]
Put it in my hand like 'boop' and it's cool
Smoking on sun, this cool
A1 type, not y'all a nigga do
You a grown man bruh, it's time to get this loot
You sitting on the couch and you playing 2k
I'm feeling like a coach, I just keep making plays
I ride with a load that I use just in case
I slide through the coast in a ghost 1A

I be stickin' and movin' (uh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I be stickin' and movin' (yeah, shh, good job)
Nigga, I be sticking and moving
See how you know me, I don't give a fuck
I'm trying to make it out, tryna run it up
I be sticking and moving
Need a bigger goal I've been feeling stuck
'Cause nigga, this summer I'ma live it up

Get on down
You hear me?
Get on down, uh
Get on down (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, uh)
Damn
Get on down, uh
Get on down, uh
One, two, three, perfect-perfect-perfect-perfect
I'll make you another touchdown