Larry June - Recaro Seats lyrics

Check i ain’t never been to Cuba before
But, I got two around my neck
Somethin’ slight though
Check,  aye aye aye, aye aye mane
Dang check
Yea aye aye aye, aye aye

Black ASC,  stock Recaro seats
Now every time she see the
Ragtop she think of me (goddamn)
Park it right next to the
'Vette for no reason
Let her stay the night then dropped
The bitch at Four Seasons (numbers)
Every time I drop a new tape I cop new pieces
(yeah) i don’t even gotta do a show
I’m still eating
I don’t need shit from a bitch
But still keep it the beat make me wanna cop
A rope and two beepers
Quarter mil' spent on a
Whip and still feastin’
Show my young niggas in the hood
That they can get it
I’m hittin’ 150 down Bob Speedway
Race the M6 on my way to John Daly
I’ve been shopping at Trader
Joe’s crazy lately
Cleaning my Rolex watching movies
From the 80’s
I ain’t rode my bike in a month
I’ve been craving
Calculating every fucking cent
I’ve been saving

Man, Recaro Seats nigga
These muhfuckin’ heated
Something slight, nigga numbers

Getaway whip, got it parked in Emeryville
Five dollar white tee but I’m worth a mil'
It’s magic, roof disappear, Copperfield
I’m sitting on my couch, negotiating deals
It’s money overseas
That’s something that I need
She’s been tryna give me that since 2015
(off-top)
Life of a Mack, thousand dollar lamps
If it make sense nigga
Go on and get the cash
Gotta have a plan, take care the fam
Make sure the tires on the whip wiped down
Anything under ten thous’ I just laugh
You gotta understand, love
My time is valuable never show your hand
The bitch got you heartbroken
I’m counting up bands i gotta stay focused
Views of the ocean, Louis V loafers
Even when I ain’t have nothing bitch
I wasn’t hopeless what’s happening

Recaro seats, nigga aye aye aye, aye aye aye
Gahdamn
Peanut butter seats nigga, something slight
Numbers good job Recaro
Shit mane
Numbers aye aye aye, aye aye aye