Calliko - 1985 lyrics

Calliko "1985" Verse 1: Pulled up in a whip thats foreign Met a bad b**h she foreign U ain't sippin what we pouring Say y'all ballin but which one of ya'll scoring Y'all ain't puttin no numbers on the board Get caught and get to singing like u tryna hold a chord I be dressed n sh** n***as really can't afford Y'all be stressing over p**y i get head when I'm bored Sit back and twist while i hit u wit this mac sh** Clear ya mind let ya thoughts be absent I can teach u how to poke em no cactus And make em go and get the dough and bring it back quick (how quick?) Quicker than usain bolt Have u in first cla** we ain't seeing coach I'm in orlando downtown on the peddle boat I'm a star u couldn't see without a telescope Fresh dressed like I'm selling dope n***as be hatin cuz they hella broke Pull up on em at the light creeping hella slow Triple gold let em count up each and every spoke b**h a** n***as How could u not want me to be a rich a** n***a Started movin slow i had to get cash quicker Got my own sh** now i ain't tryna rap wit ya Cuz when i had nuthin n***as wasn't callin Hoes wasn't bussin Shows was comin Dj ain't know me n***a i was out struggling n***a i was just hustlin Had to make a name for my self Started saving money to pave the way for my self f** a hand out i don't want no help When u try to do right they wanna steer u left But i got that 4 wheel drive Im the type to twist sum kush up just to k** time Vibe positive even tho i gotta ill mind I'm just waiting on em to step on this landmine Gotta show em thats it my time I need that blimp telling me that the worlds mine Until then I'm just a hippy in sum ty dye Feelin like jordan in his prime watching from the sideline