Boca Chica

[Verse 1]
Wake me up I done fell asleep
3 A.M. I’m paranoid, my bitch calling me
I don’t wanna tell her how I’m feeling bro I couldn’t speak
I just popped a pill and told this shorty she can spend the week
All them frequencies and vibes
Bro I feel them more
Roll me up
Shorty spark it up
Everytime we bored
Then we fuck
Then we fucking drunk
Off the shit we poured
Into us
Into all of us
I just wanted more
Fuck it up
Now we flood the spot
They ain’t want us here
Shorty bad
She gon make it clap
Dick gon disappear
Do the math
Niggas shooting at mе 4 times a year
What that mean ?
Coulda diеd a lot
But I’m still here

[Hook]
What’s ya life?
I been up all night trying to make it
Change the conversation
Then we changing up locations
This a celebration
Let’s hit Boca Chica
I just left Vegas
Now I’m back to Costa Rica

[Verse 2]
Aye, I been stuck up in my ways
She don’t ever wanna change
She don’t ever wanna go
I just wanna hop on a plane
I’m from the place with big lights
Big lights
Girl we had a big life
Always had a big night

[Hook 2]
What’s ya life?
I been trynna make it
Change the conversation
Then we changing up locations
This a celebration
Let’s hit Boca Chica
I just left Vegas
Now I’m back to Costa Rica
What’s ya life?
I been trynna make it
Change the conversation
Then we changing up locations
This a celebration
Let’s hit Boca Chica
I just left Vegas
Now I’m back to Costa Rica