Ay Caramba
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(Aight so did you say like, a trapper?
Yeah, I don't blame her
Some boy did some YT thing
Dem shakey, dem nervous, and they will blaze a crack)
Listen
(Ha, what is it?)
Like, huh, age ain't nothin' but a number
I was 15, she was pullin' on my jumper
Blue jean, white stitch, all on her bumper
Backpack full of ganja she a Rasta'
Smoke, coke, pills make a wonder
Looking for another lil' prey, she a hunter
Clap like thunder, Ay Caramba
They can never see another me, Steve Wonder
Huh, she like lean and coke
Checking me in my white tee, make her soaked, woah
No conspiracy, woke
Wanna get close to the god, take a toke, woah
Will I get clean? Never know
I was 17, grabbed my OZ with my bro
Amphetamine gotta settle me, what a joke
Will I fly? Will I die? Millions, I don't know, huh
Come to the club like "No way"
I got Rennessy sippin' my RosΓ©
Backwoods, indian Xans and cocaine
She so fine but her brain ain't too sane
Ney ney sniffing ney ney, she the bae bae
First day off, the cocaine go cray cray
I can look at myself right now
And like last year I was spinnin' like a Beyblade
Yo, hoes on the same damn mission
They wan' come to the crib on submission
They can't see I'm the king of this shit
Go on, take that trip to the fucking opticians
Huh, 16, 17, guns and kitchens
21, turned pop and I ditched 'em
Wet that shit like opp boy's flictions
I don't know 'bout pain and friction
Age ain't nothin' but a number
I was 15, she was pullin' on my jumper
Blue jean, white stitch, all on her bumper
Backpack full of ganja she a Rasta'
Smoke, coke, pills make a wonder
Looking for another lil' prey, she a hunter
Clap like thunder, Ay Caramba
They can never see another me, Steve Wonder, huh
Yeah, I don't blame her
Some boy did some YT thing
Dem shakey, dem nervous, and they will blaze a crack)
Listen
(Ha, what is it?)
Like, huh, age ain't nothin' but a number
I was 15, she was pullin' on my jumper
Blue jean, white stitch, all on her bumper
Backpack full of ganja she a Rasta'
Smoke, coke, pills make a wonder
Looking for another lil' prey, she a hunter
Clap like thunder, Ay Caramba
They can never see another me, Steve Wonder
Huh, she like lean and coke
Checking me in my white tee, make her soaked, woah
No conspiracy, woke
Wanna get close to the god, take a toke, woah
Will I get clean? Never know
I was 17, grabbed my OZ with my bro
Amphetamine gotta settle me, what a joke
Will I fly? Will I die? Millions, I don't know, huh
Come to the club like "No way"
I got Rennessy sippin' my RosΓ©
Backwoods, indian Xans and cocaine
She so fine but her brain ain't too sane
Ney ney sniffing ney ney, she the bae bae
First day off, the cocaine go cray cray
I can look at myself right now
And like last year I was spinnin' like a Beyblade
Yo, hoes on the same damn mission
They wan' come to the crib on submission
They can't see I'm the king of this shit
Go on, take that trip to the fucking opticians
Huh, 16, 17, guns and kitchens
21, turned pop and I ditched 'em
Wet that shit like opp boy's flictions
I don't know 'bout pain and friction
Age ain't nothin' but a number
I was 15, she was pullin' on my jumper
Blue jean, white stitch, all on her bumper
Backpack full of ganja she a Rasta'
Smoke, coke, pills make a wonder
Looking for another lil' prey, she a hunter
Clap like thunder, Ay Caramba
They can never see another me, Steve Wonder, huh
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.08] (Aight so did you say like, a trapper?
[00:02.34] Yeah, I don't blame her
[00:03.60] Some boy did some YT thing
[00:04.88] Dem shakey, dem nervous, and they will blaze a crack)
[00:08.45] Listen
[00:09.12] (Ha, what is it?)
[00:12.30] Like, huh, age ain't nothin' but a number
[00:14.55] I was 15, she was pullin' on my jumper
[00:16.22] Blue jean, white stitch, all on her bumper
[00:18.07] Backpack full of ganja she a Rasta'
[00:19.41] Smoke, coke, pills make a wonder
[00:21.36] Looking for another lil' prey, she a hunter
[00:22.98] Clap like thunder, Ay Caramba
[00:24.79] They can never see another me, Steve Wonder
[00:26.27] Huh, she like lean and coke
[00:27.60] Checking me in my white tee, make her soaked, woah
[00:29.84] No conspiracy, woke
[00:31.02] Wanna get close to the god, take a toke, woah
[00:33.21] Will I get clean? Never know
[00:34.39] I was 17, grabbed my OZ with my bro
[00:35.80] Amphetamine gotta settle me, what a joke
[00:37.65] Will I fly? Will I die? Millions, I don't know, huh
[00:39.66] Come to the club like "No way"
[00:41.16] I got Rennessy sippin' my RosΓ©
[00:42.65] Backwoods, indian Xans and cocaine
[00:44.38] She so fine but her brain ain't too sane
[00:46.02] Ney ney sniffing ney ney, she the bae bae
[00:47.62] First day off, the cocaine go cray cray
[00:49.24] I can look at myself right now
[00:50.58] And like last year I was spinnin' like a Beyblade
[00:52.53] Yo, hoes on the same damn mission
[00:53.80] They wan' come to the crib on submission
[00:55.82] They can't see I'm the king of this shit
[00:57.14] Go on, take that trip to the fucking opticians
[00:59.28] Huh, 16, 17, guns and kitchens
[01:01.38] 21, turned pop and I ditched 'em
[01:02.76] Wet that shit like opp boy's flictions
[01:04.50] I don't know 'bout pain and friction
[01:05.93] Age ain't nothin' but a number
[01:07.27] I was 15, she was pullin' on my jumper
[01:08.97] Blue jean, white stitch, all on her bumper
[01:10.75] Backpack full of ganja she a Rasta'
[01:12.33] Smoke, coke, pills make a wonder
[01:13.76] Looking for another lil' prey, she a hunter
[01:15.54] Clap like thunder, Ay Caramba
[01:16.91] They can never see another me, Steve Wonder, huh
[01:34.56]
[00:02.34] Yeah, I don't blame her
[00:03.60] Some boy did some YT thing
[00:04.88] Dem shakey, dem nervous, and they will blaze a crack)
[00:08.45] Listen
[00:09.12] (Ha, what is it?)
[00:12.30] Like, huh, age ain't nothin' but a number
[00:14.55] I was 15, she was pullin' on my jumper
[00:16.22] Blue jean, white stitch, all on her bumper
[00:18.07] Backpack full of ganja she a Rasta'
[00:19.41] Smoke, coke, pills make a wonder
[00:21.36] Looking for another lil' prey, she a hunter
[00:22.98] Clap like thunder, Ay Caramba
[00:24.79] They can never see another me, Steve Wonder
[00:26.27] Huh, she like lean and coke
[00:27.60] Checking me in my white tee, make her soaked, woah
[00:29.84] No conspiracy, woke
[00:31.02] Wanna get close to the god, take a toke, woah
[00:33.21] Will I get clean? Never know
[00:34.39] I was 17, grabbed my OZ with my bro
[00:35.80] Amphetamine gotta settle me, what a joke
[00:37.65] Will I fly? Will I die? Millions, I don't know, huh
[00:39.66] Come to the club like "No way"
[00:41.16] I got Rennessy sippin' my RosΓ©
[00:42.65] Backwoods, indian Xans and cocaine
[00:44.38] She so fine but her brain ain't too sane
[00:46.02] Ney ney sniffing ney ney, she the bae bae
[00:47.62] First day off, the cocaine go cray cray
[00:49.24] I can look at myself right now
[00:50.58] And like last year I was spinnin' like a Beyblade
[00:52.53] Yo, hoes on the same damn mission
[00:53.80] They wan' come to the crib on submission
[00:55.82] They can't see I'm the king of this shit
[00:57.14] Go on, take that trip to the fucking opticians
[00:59.28] Huh, 16, 17, guns and kitchens
[01:01.38] 21, turned pop and I ditched 'em
[01:02.76] Wet that shit like opp boy's flictions
[01:04.50] I don't know 'bout pain and friction
[01:05.93] Age ain't nothin' but a number
[01:07.27] I was 15, she was pullin' on my jumper
[01:08.97] Blue jean, white stitch, all on her bumper
[01:10.75] Backpack full of ganja she a Rasta'
[01:12.33] Smoke, coke, pills make a wonder
[01:13.76] Looking for another lil' prey, she a hunter
[01:15.54] Clap like thunder, Ay Caramba
[01:16.91] They can never see another me, Steve Wonder, huh
[01:34.56]