Surf - Streisand lyrics

[Intro] That boy VV goin' crazy [Chorus] I just put a Rollie on my wrist (Yeah), might go bust it down Way back then, she didn't want me (Yeah), bet she want me now (Huh) I been rockin' Off-White (Yeah), she call all on me like [osprey?] She caught me on an off day, I dress her up like cosplay (Yeah) [Post-Chorus] I put on these Ksubi jeans, I turn my back, he cross me (Yeah) I put this pill inside my drink, I did myself like Cosby (Yeah) I'm not good with feelings on my sleeve, I shake 'em off me (Yeah) Send that boy to heaven, we gon' put him where the stars be (Yeah) [Verse 1] Ricky on my jeans, she my twin, I call her, "Bobby" (Yeah) Pull up in a jeep, feel like Ken, she my Barbie (Yeah) They love it when you down, they be mad when you poppin' We got cards, we got checks, we got cash, we got options (Yeah, yeah) Came right out the 'partments (Ha) Ever since I came across a bag, I been heartless (Woah) Money come and go so we gon' spend that sh*t regardless (Damn) Posted with my gang, Southpark, I'm like Cartman (Ha) I'm on fire an arson (Yeah) White girl, man, I feel like Tarzan, goddamn (Goddamn) They wanna be like me, they have no idea who I am (I am) The world be watchin' me, live my life up on the spy cam (Spy cam) I let that chopper sing, make it sound like Barbara Streisand (Streisand) [Chorus] I just put a Rollie on my wrist (Yeah), might go bust it down Way back then, she didn't want me (Yeah), bet she want me now (Huh) I been rockin' Off-White (Yeah), she call all on me like [osprey?] (Yeah) She caught me on an off day, I dress her up like cosplay (Yeah) [Verse 2] Took her to a five star, we ridin' in my car I told her, "We gon' have some fun" She told me, "Don't drive far" I got a thing for Heinekens, she got a thing for White Claws She made a mess and cleaned it up, she wipe me down like Lysol I can't even fake kick it with ni**as, I don't like y'all I poured a line inside my Fanta, start to look like [?] Got way too many hoes inside my phone, I gotta divide y'all My shawty on the way back to the crib, I gotta hide y'all (Yeah) Blowin' money temptin' (Yeah), ball like Scotty Pippen (Yeah) She deserve a Dior, turn her to a Christian I just blew her back, she gon' leave the crib limpin' Undercover jeans, 12 racks in my denim [Chorus] I just put a Rollie on my wrist (Yeah), might go bust it down Way back then, she didn't want me (Ha), bet she want me now I been rockin' Off-White (Yeah), she call all on me like [osprey?] She caught me on an off day, I dress her up like cosplay (Yeah) [Post-Chorus] I put on these Ksubi jeans, I turn my back, he cross me (Oh-woah) I put this pill inside my drink, I did myself like Cosby (Oh-woah) I'm not good with feelings on my sleeve, I shake 'em off me (Oh-woah) Send that boy to heaven, we gon' put him where the stars be (Oh-woah)