(Verse 1)
We should go chill at the beach
It's been a long week
All of these b**hes is weak
I need me a G
Got my own beats on repeat
I really don't sleep
Grade 12 almost over, that's sweet
What a relief
We should go ride in my whip
& jus' drive slow
Say I'm the man with these songs
Yeh, I know ooohoh
Sorry if I come off rude baby girl
b**hes got me all jaded
But I'm feelin' real good now
Cuz I'm almost famous
(Chorus)
(Verse 2)
We should go chill at the beach
It's been a long week
All of these b**hes is weak
I need me a G
(Rap)
She mad cuz her messages
Say 'seen' dawg
I'm mad cuz they show up
On my screen dawg
Rollie been real busy
These daaaaaaaaaaays
Got the town sou-soundin'
Carabean dawg
Do it like its nothin'
Cuz nothing is perfect
You could take a day off
But your boy still working
Started with covers
Uncovered a talent
I'm jus' tryn' get my
Bank balance balanced
I would rap about the money
If I had it
But it's coming baby girl
No need to panic
Going hard writing
Lyrics in the traffic
Uh, then I'm downtown
Where I'm living what I'm rapping
Uh, Vancouv, Yaletown kid
Good grades too
I'm well-rounded
So good
I ride bumping my own voice
I need a Rolls Royce
Just to call it Ro's Royce