Up all night these red eyes can tell you why
Cruise control on flying nimbus
Let the vibrations be your witness
This remind me of Friday morning knowing you got a couple days to ease
Crack the window a bit till you feel a slight breeze
Where you get your funk from?
Big bro came through with a pack of that
He was like "yeahhh n*gga"
We exchanged collateral to the crib I was right back
You know they down to match something
Roll a personal out of each other's batch it's all love
BBS track one on repeat allllllll day
More passing less talking pimp
Comfy like the sweaters at Mr. Rogers crib
Play crazy and act like you don't remember
Buds frosted like two Decembers
This a groove Sir Nose got no choice but to get down with
Dancing on the stars with the bears french inhaling on a parasail