Patrick Cc: & Jonah Zed & skaiwater
Patrick Cc: & Malik Allen & SEBii & Kwe the Artist
Patrick Cc: & Voda Fuji & Surf
Patrick Cc: & NAJJEE & Tre$o
Patrick Cc: & BEAM
Patrick Cc: & RobOlu & Dad Bodi
Patrick Cc: & KT6900 & Yeroc
Patrick Cc: & WhoisGldn & Beku San
Patrick Cc: & Iso Zay & J. Cast & Capri
Patrick Cc: & koi & Voda Fuji
Patrick Cc: & Eric Reprid & Nuge
Patrick Cc: & AVRY & Prznt
Patrick Cc: & Cloudy Nueve
Patrick Cc: & Quilo
Patrick Cc: & Freeco
Patrick Cc: & Tommy Ice & SPACE914
[Intro: Najjee]
You see that my life
My life is exotic
I'm touching her body
[?]
Police gon' knock on my door
A nigga won't let 'em in
[Verse 1: Najjee]
You see that my life is exotic
Foreign whip, puttin' on mileage
She wanna step into porn, outta the norm
She just graduated college
I'm stretching my dollars
From the muhfuckin' top to the bottom
Run the streets, got the murder rate risin'
Switch the SIM, I just swap out Verizon
Never denying, a nigga for running shit
Call me daddy, she don't know my government
And it's double F's all on my buckle
Fake friends in the huddle so fuck being humble, bitch
Got on whites like I stepped off a mothership
Got on whites like I stepped off the moon now
They say, "You too hot, you should cool down,"
Wanna copy my style, boy, the noose out
Keep trapping, now all of my brothers rich
Keep trapping, my mama need income
They say I make hit after hit and these bitches is lit
Two options, I pick one
Got a pot on the stove and it's bubbling
If I see me an opp, Imma split son
Brodie just came home, ringing my phone for a drill, like, "Which gun?"
We just gon' bring all this pain on the opps when they mention my name
And them niggas is dead
40 Below's, got the drop from a shawty
Her heart getting cold over dollars and bread
I do not know bout the treesh, but I know bout these streets
And the police wanna comb through my head
Asking me questions, you know what I said
Asking me questions, you know what I said
I said nothing, I said nothing
Keep that pistol, I ain't bluffin'
Yes, my heart so cold, I ain't cuffin'
And I never stop trapping, Tell all my niggas get it
Tell all my niggas get it and we rushin'
[Verse 2: Tre$o]
Rushin'
I got that stick in my bag, it's a Russian
Smoking that gas out the 'Wood, it's a rush
Smoking exotic, I'm high, man, I'm rushin'
Rushin', rushin'
When this stick hit he gon' get a concussion
And that ain't no wocky you sippin', no 'Tussin
I put a bag on his head, backdoor, rush it
She see them commas, I'm countin' Obamas
We strapped at the 'bnb, yeah we got llamas
They sleeping on '$o, I make hits in pajamas
I'm young and I'm handsome, might fuck on your mama, fo sho
Pat Cc got me rapping in here
Boy, these diamonds I keep 'round, no glass in my ear
Plain white tee, give a fuck about fashion in here
Boy don't play cuz I will clank the ratchet in here
Hold on, hold on
And I don't say sorry, I meant what I said
I sip on that water, then hop out the bed
Double C, we locked in 'til the end
And I keep making hits, I keep making it happen
And I want a Benz, but I dream bout the Aston
It's hard to stay mad when that money keep stackin'
I might sign a deal and get rich off of backends
I know soldiers that spin in Corollas
They just want a Benz, they just want a Rover
They swiping them bands, they slumping folks over
They leave with no witnesses, only Jehovah
Yeah, I smoke that zaza and I smoke that doja
And my brother put the Jolly's in his soda
And I just hit Johnny up for a quarter
When I get the Exo chain, boy, its over
Rushin’ was written by DVNNY & Fecony & Carson Beats & NAJJEE & Tre$o & Patrick Cc:.
Rushin’ was produced by Carson Beats & Fecony & DVNNY.
Patrick Cc: released Rushin’ on Fri Feb 19 2021.