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