Coolie Mar - Highway to Heaven lyrics

Verse 1 : Coolie Mar Bands in my money clip Make all these hunnies flip You lovem thats dumby sh** Plus shes a bumby b**h Ain't go to school, got no job n***a who are you f**in with All of my women exquisite Textin me for a quick visit Each get their time then they dippin Man they skin pigment so finger lickin good Make a n***a wanna give her children But each know they role and they part They never involving their heart We all knew this sh** from the start n***as can say what they want We all know these b**hes is smart I play em like gameboy, you mad you a lame boy While im the genesis sega almighty omega Boomshakalaka down the lane boy Let the ball catch fire if i had my own shoe theyd raise the rim a little higher And if you trynna roll you gunna need a couple tires pullin out of my b**h ima need a couple pliers Trynna roll up and bust the flame? Coincidental im a fire fighter cuz b**h n***a i stay ready from dusk to dusk thats an all night Chorus: That Caramel leather in a all blue Chevelle Whippin wood grain Ride smell liek blue chanel Ridin chrome 18's on a highway to heaven Even when i die im still the fliest angel in my section n***a Verse 2 : Saucalini See you muhf**as thru the grape vine Sippin on some grape wine with a b**h Feelin fine feelin dandy i dont waste time Rubbin on your waist line Ba** line with the hips Never finna fall full face for the phonies Trippin while we whippin on the way to the party Hella b**hes cringin' from the gin and alcohol sh** is giggin' b**hes spittin from the taste of bacardi I said im sick of all you rap fools Ridin' round like you hot sh** Fraudin' sh** then you that dude It must be hard on your conscious I go jimmy johnson if you in my lane Give me nonsense i won't hit the breaks Bunch of river monsters never bit the bait Want a bigger lobster for this shrimp and steak Haven't had a winter stay cool in the heat West side got a crew from the east All my dogs they riders, some my dogs they writers Some my dogs smooth in the streets With a hunnid dollar pay day, who lebron with the fade away Sippin fiji water on a vaca, this what you think? When i make it big damn i just really wonder what would you say, you seein that Chorus Verse 3 : Sebby OG I am so dumby lit, doin donuts im whippin my bucket like f** it im causin a ruckus in public sh** This be the song that you bump in the cutla** i still got the CA on my chest if i f** with you you know the upmost respect Finessin' the world for the check, blue chanel she know the smell i might just trademark this sh** Im on a highway to heaven im guided by ashes inside of my necklace i get for protection Bless all my brothers i know we gon' make it together We rose from the ground and the ashes i been down, been down and we next from my section I write down these stories on beat for reflection you b**h you b**h you can't decode my message Caramel leather with that caramel b**h, grippin woodgrain Sebby og been a juice man all gold daytons roof gone in the summer I got everything i need family gang gon' run it up