Larry June - Matcha Wit Harry lyrics
Larry June [Larry Eugene Hendricks] San Francisco, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Larry June - Matcha Wit Harry lyrics]
Back on my pivot time wait's for nobody
If you want it go get it
Lately I been in my feelings
But shit I'm plottin on millions
My nigga lets get it next week we in Denver
Montclair for the winter
Three hunnid dollar dinner
This ain't really nothing different
She ain't never had a friend like
Me, but now it's done, gone
Gave baby back to the streets
Another flight OT I got checks to get
Six figures tucked off just incase of shit
You told the bitch she can't strip
Tryna' save the bitch
I'm poolside wit it and my juice expensive
Roundtrip flight just to cop some gold
I don't hang around, I just cop and go
If I tell her too, she on the flight for sure
I let her get the number
To both of my phones
I'll call you back baby I'm
Out eatin' some pho
She like "June not the Benz, drive the 50"
The game is cold, my heart is colder
In high school we was weighin' them O's up
I don't care about being known
As the best rapper i'm looking online
Might cop the newest Aston
And gettin' out the game was
Like tryna stop doin' dope
That's prolly why I still stay in
Contact with all my hoes
I only sip 1942 in my living room
Baggin up merch like bricks all paid in full
Why these girls all in my DM
I'm tryna' settle down
Ain't no waitin' till tomorrow
Imma get it now
Out in Alameda eatin Burma with my main bitch
Pulled up in the drop top
Bitch I'm the greatest, my Airmags the latest
Adrian sent them to me last week
And I thank him
Just think about it, did it all no label
Signed to Warner Brothers for a
Minute but I hated it
But soaked up the game
Got a lot of knowledge
Treated it like I had to go to college
I think they only made 500 of these bottles
Put it in my kitchen, nigga I'm a stylist
I think they only made 1200 of these models
ASC McLaren, same one as my pops
If you want it go get it
Lately I been in my feelings
But shit I'm plottin on millions
My nigga lets get it next week we in Denver
Montclair for the winter
Three hunnid dollar dinner
This ain't really nothing different
She ain't never had a friend like
Me, but now it's done, gone
Gave baby back to the streets
Another flight OT I got checks to get
Six figures tucked off just incase of shit
You told the bitch she can't strip
Tryna' save the bitch
I'm poolside wit it and my juice expensive
Roundtrip flight just to cop some gold
I don't hang around, I just cop and go
If I tell her too, she on the flight for sure
I let her get the number
To both of my phones
I'll call you back baby I'm
Out eatin' some pho
She like "June not the Benz, drive the 50"
The game is cold, my heart is colder
In high school we was weighin' them O's up
I don't care about being known
As the best rapper i'm looking online
Might cop the newest Aston
And gettin' out the game was
Like tryna stop doin' dope
That's prolly why I still stay in
Contact with all my hoes
I only sip 1942 in my living room
Baggin up merch like bricks all paid in full
Why these girls all in my DM
I'm tryna' settle down
Ain't no waitin' till tomorrow
Imma get it now
Out in Alameda eatin Burma with my main bitch
Pulled up in the drop top
Bitch I'm the greatest, my Airmags the latest
Adrian sent them to me last week
And I thank him
Just think about it, did it all no label
Signed to Warner Brothers for a
Minute but I hated it
But soaked up the game
Got a lot of knowledge
Treated it like I had to go to college
I think they only made 500 of these bottles
Put it in my kitchen, nigga I'm a stylist
I think they only made 1200 of these models
ASC McLaren, same one as my pops