Yeat - Super Surfer lyrics

Oh yeah, yeah yeah, ho yeah yeah
Imma talk my shit (yeah)
Bitch I'm out in Barbados, stacking my pesos
You know that my mind shit
Stacking them racks like they
Legos, whole lotta bankroll
You wasting my time shit
Jump off I got the potato
We talkin' 'bout food, turn you to tomato
(Tomato) i had the sauce had to switch it up

Bitch I'm out in Barbados, stacking my pesos
You know that my mind shit
Stacking them racks like they
Legos, whole lotta bankroll
You wasting my time shit
Jump off I got the potato
We talkin' 'bout food, turn you to tomato
(Tomato) i had the sauce and the swag
The racks we be makin' so
Don't touch the ladle (I got the swag)
Sorry for acting so rude, but
You really a baby, just buy you a cradle
No I don't care 'bout a view
If I did I'd be industry plant to a label
I can't even explain the things that I think
Had a dream with the Percocets riding a Benz
Now I take me some Oxy, my body like this
Can't believe it's a by the way that I slid

I'm keeping it real, yeah as real as it get
Can't believe you know better
Then I'm finna kill
And a whole lotta chickens, we ran outta fish
You closing your eyes, I see just how it is
I hop in a jet, I don't pay for that shit
If her name on the packages, that's coming in
She drinking my nuts, she think it make a kid
And your lil' girl, she pull up to my crib
I'm smoking a piece
I don't want me a strudel
Controlling the game from the
Top like it's Voodoo okay, yeah, okay
They repeating my swag like
Spongebob and Doodlebob (yeah, okay yeah)
The funny part is that they
Say that they been off
They spending they last 180 to get a job
Fucking for hours all day
Seen your pussy throb

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Smacking the back of her ass
Look like gelatin
Number 9 on my tee, hand of a skeleton
Fit's in designer Balmain, with the VETEMENTS
I came off cocaine, they think I'm a element
You harder than granite if
That make your relevant
Sucking the peanuts, she think she a elephant
Pop me a perc and that's
Just how I'm moving lately

(yeah, did it by myself)
(Couldn't believe that shit)
(yeah, wish me well, But, oh well)
(Tell my deal)

Bitch I'm out in Barbados, stacking my pesos
You know that my mind shit
Stacking them racks like they
Legos, whole lotta bankroll
You wasting my time shit
Jump off I got the potato
We talkin' 'bout food, turn you to tomato
(Tomato) i had the sauce and the swag
The racks we be makin' so
Don't touch the ladle (I got the swag)
Sorry for acting so rude, but
You really a baby, just buy you a cradle
No I don't care 'bout a view
If I did I'd be industry plant to a label
I can't even explain the things that I think
Had a dream with the Percocets riding a Benz
Now I take me some Oxy, my body like this
Can't believe it's a by the way that I slid