[Chorus]
This ain't no regular gas, this here exotic and shit
I get a load and I flip, I double my profit and shit
We gone pull up wit them sticks and them choppas and shit
I'm a ghetto rockstar treat my drac' like guitar so i'm rocking and shit
These niggas hate just look at they face got 'em poutin' and shit
These diamonds like water, my wrist drowning and shit
We up on Rodeo don't shop at no Cato's
My bitch from Barbados titties like tomatoes
If you on yo' period no you cannot stay over
Different color sticks and I ain't talking 'bout Crayola
Oh he think he cool 'til i give him a makeover (Pussy)
This zaza I'm smokin' I swear it's some lumbre
I roll up the backwood it hit like a Uzi
Rеup on a Sunday to reup on Tuesday
If I ain't having it my way I'm having it who way
Got a lot of paid lawyers so thеm charges gettin dropped
Plenty bond money so it's smoke to all the opps'
Got like nine different hustles bitch I'm all about my guap
I run it up daily I do it nonstop
I'm stacking this cake like I work for IHOP
All black Presidential I feel like Barack
I'm high as a satellite I'm on the moon
I'm numb to this bullshit I swear I'm immune
I get you knocked off on my way to Cancun
Put him in the air turn that boy to balloon
Got a lil' bougie bitch man she so choosey
That mhm so juicy it's wet like jacuzzi
We go to the club just to look at some booty
I'm in LA and I'm sliding down Figueroa, listening to "Intro" I'm feeling so groovy
This Cali life feel like I'm in a movie
Tired of flying Delta so we flying
I'm smoking the strongest with all of my pilots
These VVS diamonds to switch up the climate
Went bought me a Porsche and I don't even drive it
[Chorus]
This ain't no regular gas, this here exotic and shit
I get a load and I flip, I double my profit and shit
We gone pull up wit them sticks and them choppas' and shit
I'm a ghetto rockstar treat my drac' like guitar so i'm rocking and shit
These niggas hate just look at they face got 'em poutin' and shit
These diamonds like water, my wrist drowning and shit
We up on Rodeo don't shop at no Cato's
My bitch from Barbados titties like tomatoes
If you on yo' period no you cannot stay over
Different color sticks and I ain't talking 'bout Crayola
Oh he think he cool 'til i give him a makeover (Pussy)
[Verse 2]
He say he want smoke, but he really want clout
We been having exotic ain't seeing no drought
I hit up my Migo said I need a load
He hit me right back said he got one in route
This drip that I'm wearing cost more than yo' house
You gone see commas, on commas, on commas, on commas, on commas you check my account
I told lil' mama when we in the store just get what you want I don't care the amount
I'm your worst nightmare like I'm Freddy Kruger
We totin' them Glizzys don't fuck with no Rugers
I'm tired of these lil bitches I need me a cougar
Got a bitch that's so bad look like somebody drew her
I be all up in traffic like i work for Uber
These Feds be lurkin' watch how you maneuver
I swear I'm the shit like I came out the sewer
[Chorus]
This ain't no regular gas, this here exotic and shit
I get a load and I flip, I double my profit and shit
We gone pull up wit them sticks and them choppas and shit
I'm a ghetto rockstar treat my drac' like guitar so i'm rocking and shit
These niggas hate just look at they face got 'em poutin' and shit
These diamonds like water, my wrist drowning and shit
We up on Rodeo don't shop at no Cato's
My bitch from Barbados titties like tomatoes
If you on yo' period no you cannot stay over
Different color sticks and I ain't talking 'bout Crayola
Oh he think he cool 'til i give him a makeover (Pussy)
Lumbre was written by Dro Montana.
Dro Montana released Lumbre on Thu Nov 12 2020.