Larry June - Asc Mclaren lyrics
Larry June [Larry Eugene Hendricks] San Francisco, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Larry June - Asc Mclaren lyrics]
Today, fuck all the bullshit
I'm having a good day
I don't wanna hear none of the bullshit
You know what I'm saying? Cardo got wings
Cardo, what's happening?
Fuck it, I'ma tell you how my day went
(Ay, ay, ay)
Got a call from a bitch
I've been waiting to hit
My smoothie came out perfect, mhm, this hemp
Make sure my house clean
I be sweeping and shit
Saleen McClaren 89' ain't too many of them
Postmates some Thai food and then
I wash me a load
I wear my white tees once so
I ain't do none of those
I keep it G with these hoes
I play the game how it goes
I'm giving game for your soul
So write these down in your notes
I like your style we can chill
Took her out for a meal
You hella pretty, for real, so soft for real
Love, I'm on my way
I just need a little minute
Sippin' on this juice with a girl named Cindy
I told her straight up you
Can be my little secret
Let her ride around through the
City in my fifty she always strap up the Air
Max when she with me
My nig, I didn't learn this, it's just in me
All my cars bussdowns and I got plenty
Looking like I'm fresh out
The 90's moving Whitney
So much money in the safe, had to switch it
Uncle Larry's Orange Juice when
A nigga sippin' what's happening?
Good morning (Bitch ass niggas)
Asc McClaren (My dad had this)
I copped the 89' (I always wanted this whip)
Only a few of these (Only a few, for real)
Shit, I had to cop it
Now a nigga slidin', gotta watch the mileage
Dope man, dope man, looking like I got it
Bend another block, a jug, jug, jug
Still keep it in my sock, that's
How dope boys do it, yeah
Now a nigga slidin', gotta watch the mileage
Dope man, dope man, looking like I got it
Bend another block, a jug, jug, jug
Still keep it in my sock, that's
How dope boys do it, yeah
I'm having a good day
I don't wanna hear none of the bullshit
You know what I'm saying? Cardo got wings
Cardo, what's happening?
Fuck it, I'ma tell you how my day went
(Ay, ay, ay)
Got a call from a bitch
I've been waiting to hit
My smoothie came out perfect, mhm, this hemp
Make sure my house clean
I be sweeping and shit
Saleen McClaren 89' ain't too many of them
Postmates some Thai food and then
I wash me a load
I wear my white tees once so
I ain't do none of those
I keep it G with these hoes
I play the game how it goes
I'm giving game for your soul
So write these down in your notes
I like your style we can chill
Took her out for a meal
You hella pretty, for real, so soft for real
Love, I'm on my way
I just need a little minute
Sippin' on this juice with a girl named Cindy
I told her straight up you
Can be my little secret
Let her ride around through the
City in my fifty she always strap up the Air
Max when she with me
My nig, I didn't learn this, it's just in me
All my cars bussdowns and I got plenty
Looking like I'm fresh out
The 90's moving Whitney
So much money in the safe, had to switch it
Uncle Larry's Orange Juice when
A nigga sippin' what's happening?
Good morning (Bitch ass niggas)
Asc McClaren (My dad had this)
I copped the 89' (I always wanted this whip)
Only a few of these (Only a few, for real)
Shit, I had to cop it
Now a nigga slidin', gotta watch the mileage
Dope man, dope man, looking like I got it
Bend another block, a jug, jug, jug
Still keep it in my sock, that's
How dope boys do it, yeah
Now a nigga slidin', gotta watch the mileage
Dope man, dope man, looking like I got it
Bend another block, a jug, jug, jug
Still keep it in my sock, that's
How dope boys do it, yeah