(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