Rod Wave - 5% Tints lyrics
Rod Wave [Rodarius Marcell Green] Saint Petersburg, Florida, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Rod Wave - 5% Tints lyrics]
(Pipe that shit up, TnT, SpeakerBangerz)
(Sono got that fire, boy)
We smoke that dope back to back
got me floating
The only thing keep him going
Now I know the answer, do dreams come true?
Staring at the world through my rearview
Tint the windows, both the sides
The front and back, yeah, uh
Don't let 'em see us when we pass, yeah
Twist the 'gar, light up the
Bud, and hit the gas, yeah
This life we living kinda fast, yeah
Uh huh, mmh, uh huh, yeah, oh, uh
This life we living kinda fast, yeah
This life we living kinda fast
Okay, this that bottom boy survival
Put that bottom on the map
Still ride around that bottom with
A chopper in his lap
Say he back, okay, then he back
Four deep in a splat
All black, jump out with
Them straps, click, clack, rrat
I will never understand this society
First they try to murder me
Then they lie to me
Product of a dying breed
They don't know the pain that's inside of me
She laid right on side of me and lied to me
I think the crackers mad I'm legit
Or mad I'm getting rich
We took that rental Bimmer truck and
Wrapped that bitch in five percent
I could've bought it, but I rented it
Soon as we got it, bitch, we tinted it, uh
Now we trying to get in some shit
We smoke that dope back to back
Got me floating
The only thing keep him going
Now I know the answer, do dreams come true?
Staring at the world through my rearview
Tint the windows, both the sides
The front and back, yeah, uh
Don't let 'em see us when we pass, yeah
Twist the 'gar, light up the
Bud, and hit the gas, yeah
This life we living kinda fast, yeah
Uh huh, mmh, uh huh, yeah, oh, uh
This life we living kinda fast, yeah
This life we living kinda fast, yeah
(Sono got that fire, boy)
We smoke that dope back to back
got me floating
The only thing keep him going
Now I know the answer, do dreams come true?
Staring at the world through my rearview
Tint the windows, both the sides
The front and back, yeah, uh
Don't let 'em see us when we pass, yeah
Twist the 'gar, light up the
Bud, and hit the gas, yeah
This life we living kinda fast, yeah
Uh huh, mmh, uh huh, yeah, oh, uh
This life we living kinda fast, yeah
This life we living kinda fast
Okay, this that bottom boy survival
Put that bottom on the map
Still ride around that bottom with
A chopper in his lap
Say he back, okay, then he back
Four deep in a splat
All black, jump out with
Them straps, click, clack, rrat
I will never understand this society
First they try to murder me
Then they lie to me
Product of a dying breed
They don't know the pain that's inside of me
She laid right on side of me and lied to me
I think the crackers mad I'm legit
Or mad I'm getting rich
We took that rental Bimmer truck and
Wrapped that bitch in five percent
I could've bought it, but I rented it
Soon as we got it, bitch, we tinted it, uh
Now we trying to get in some shit
We smoke that dope back to back
Got me floating
The only thing keep him going
Now I know the answer, do dreams come true?
Staring at the world through my rearview
Tint the windows, both the sides
The front and back, yeah, uh
Don't let 'em see us when we pass, yeah
Twist the 'gar, light up the
Bud, and hit the gas, yeah
This life we living kinda fast, yeah
Uh huh, mmh, uh huh, yeah, oh, uh
This life we living kinda fast, yeah
This life we living kinda fast, yeah