"9 Outta 10 / Canary Yellow" lyrics
Demrick & VU Lyrics
The way I'm living ain't no time for reminiscing
I've made peace with decisions
Listen to my permissions
Many been in this position
Lack the vision bad intentions
That's difference not to mention
Made my way up out the trenches
Tequila sipping getting twisted like some renches
Lift her up like flight attendants
Get her wet than slide up in it
Hustle till my final minute
Keep the vinyl spinning
Flow is vintage
Couldn't do this even if your life depended
My teeth is white
These nigga don't like the dentist
Slide the weapon I get quite defensive
Even when I high I got hieghten senses
Nowadays they do a lot for a little attention
I told that thought to pay the bill if you so independent
Here's a thought if you will I got an opinion
There's a plot to steal our will wanna us moving like minions
You get the message if not don't worry forget it
I'm not offend
Cuz 9 times outta 10
The wheels gonna spin and we gonna ride till the end
Cuz 9 times outta 10
The wheels gonna spin and we gonna ride till the end
You better take it easy
Devil got hold of her way she sucking dick
She'll take ya soul from ya fuck a track star
That right there that road runner
She hit me up for 4 summers
Had to block her old number
She want them type of deals a coupon get
All-star weekend she get around like that 2Pac hit
Now my ex tappin me for that goodbye dick
Sleeping on the homegirl futon plotting Dubai trips
Bitch I stay with the green like a crouton get
This that Chevy with the roof off shit
Stepping heavy like my boots got wet
Canary-yellow diamonds look like I got big bird's wrist
Caught her going through my pics
Bitch you ain't slick
Bubble and dick you can chew on this
Want my last name
But don't know how to act since the cash came
She want a bag and some tittles and her ass paid
But don't know what a mop is or some cascade
Or how to leave a nigga lone in his man cave
It's a damn shame
And baby girl you know I got it on bad day
Yeah you bad babe
But you ain't worth the bag, babe
Don't be texting those emojis with the mad face
Just because I leave my options open like a cracked case
Running to the gram to drag me
That's a drag race
I always end up in ya mouth just like a bad taste
Body great but that attitude you can't fake
But that pussy so good that can't wait
I've made peace with decisions
Listen to my permissions
Many been in this position
Lack the vision bad intentions
That's difference not to mention
Made my way up out the trenches
Tequila sipping getting twisted like some renches
Lift her up like flight attendants
Get her wet than slide up in it
Hustle till my final minute
Keep the vinyl spinning
Flow is vintage
Couldn't do this even if your life depended
My teeth is white
These nigga don't like the dentist
Slide the weapon I get quite defensive
Even when I high I got hieghten senses
Nowadays they do a lot for a little attention
I told that thought to pay the bill if you so independent
Here's a thought if you will I got an opinion
There's a plot to steal our will wanna us moving like minions
You get the message if not don't worry forget it
I'm not offend
Cuz 9 times outta 10
The wheels gonna spin and we gonna ride till the end
Cuz 9 times outta 10
The wheels gonna spin and we gonna ride till the end
You better take it easy
Devil got hold of her way she sucking dick
She'll take ya soul from ya fuck a track star
That right there that road runner
She hit me up for 4 summers
Had to block her old number
She want them type of deals a coupon get
All-star weekend she get around like that 2Pac hit
Now my ex tappin me for that goodbye dick
Sleeping on the homegirl futon plotting Dubai trips
Bitch I stay with the green like a crouton get
This that Chevy with the roof off shit
Stepping heavy like my boots got wet
Canary-yellow diamonds look like I got big bird's wrist
Caught her going through my pics
Bitch you ain't slick
Bubble and dick you can chew on this
Want my last name
But don't know how to act since the cash came
She want a bag and some tittles and her ass paid
But don't know what a mop is or some cascade
Or how to leave a nigga lone in his man cave
It's a damn shame
And baby girl you know I got it on bad day
Yeah you bad babe
But you ain't worth the bag, babe
Don't be texting those emojis with the mad face
Just because I leave my options open like a cracked case
Running to the gram to drag me
That's a drag race
I always end up in ya mouth just like a bad taste
Body great but that attitude you can't fake
But that pussy so good that can't wait
