"Slfmade Sundays" lyrics
(feat. Quiet Money Dot)
And just from judging the way to sunshine, yeah
It's been a little while since I pulled a drop out
It's been a minute
And it's only right a player pull the top down
I got the top down
Make sure your lady on lockdown, for real
Know how it is when player's shining and self-made
Another Sunday evening, I'm in Flip Mode
'Bout to turn a couple of corners in my zip code
Pull off the lock and hit the block, yeah, I'm sitting throwed
Slow speed, I'm blowing weed on Reed Road
Yeah, I'm skating up Scotch just like a baller
Martin Luther muster, Cullen Street crawler
Self-made, I'm fresh sprayed and self-paid
Still holdin' it, still smokin' the best grade
Sittin' on top of the mountain, nigga, I keep climbin'
I don't celebrate my touchdowns, I been shinin'
Take a trip through the Southside, my first route
Tell them nigga lock they broads up, them boys out
And just from judging the way to sunshine
That's how we do it out here
It's been a little while since I pulled a drop out
Quiet Money, what up?
And it's only right a player pull the top down (Yeah)
Make sure your lady on lockdown, for real
Know how it is when player's shining and self-made
Aye, it's been a minute since I pulled out the Cadillac
Nineteen-eighty, dropped the same year as "Caddyshack"
Criss-crossin' through the lanes like Daddy Mack
Just left the West with K-Packs, bringin' Addys back
I'm a player, but I'm really 'bout the moolah
Woo-sah, the paint wet and red like goulash
I'm gettin' money like I'm fresh out of Dubai (For real)
The weather's sunny, boppers on me like a fruit fly (Fruit fly)
Better hope you got yours locked down
'Cause them panties get to fallin' when the trunk got surround (Trunk knock)
It's in the air, I'm just wavin' at the time
While the money on the floor, I'm gettin' payment by the pound (Payment by the pound)
What you smokin' on, me? This the best grade (It's the best)
T-top, the sun hot on my fresh fade (Yeah)
Sippin' Wock' got me higher than my test grades
Feelin' like the Don on my block, bitch, I'm self-made
And just from judging the way to sunshine (Yeah, shine)
It's been a little while since I pulled a drop out (It's been a minute)
And it's only right a player pull the top down (Yeah)
Make sure your lady on lock down, for real (Nah, for real)
Know how it is when player's shining and self-made (H-Town player)
It's been a little while since I pulled a drop out
It's been a minute
And it's only right a player pull the top down
I got the top down
Make sure your lady on lockdown, for real
Know how it is when player's shining and self-made
Another Sunday evening, I'm in Flip Mode
'Bout to turn a couple of corners in my zip code
Pull off the lock and hit the block, yeah, I'm sitting throwed
Slow speed, I'm blowing weed on Reed Road
Yeah, I'm skating up Scotch just like a baller
Martin Luther muster, Cullen Street crawler
Self-made, I'm fresh sprayed and self-paid
Still holdin' it, still smokin' the best grade
Sittin' on top of the mountain, nigga, I keep climbin'
I don't celebrate my touchdowns, I been shinin'
Take a trip through the Southside, my first route
Tell them nigga lock they broads up, them boys out
And just from judging the way to sunshine
That's how we do it out here
It's been a little while since I pulled a drop out
Quiet Money, what up?
And it's only right a player pull the top down (Yeah)
Make sure your lady on lockdown, for real
Know how it is when player's shining and self-made
Aye, it's been a minute since I pulled out the Cadillac
Nineteen-eighty, dropped the same year as "Caddyshack"
Criss-crossin' through the lanes like Daddy Mack
Just left the West with K-Packs, bringin' Addys back
I'm a player, but I'm really 'bout the moolah
Woo-sah, the paint wet and red like goulash
I'm gettin' money like I'm fresh out of Dubai (For real)
The weather's sunny, boppers on me like a fruit fly (Fruit fly)
Better hope you got yours locked down
'Cause them panties get to fallin' when the trunk got surround (Trunk knock)
It's in the air, I'm just wavin' at the time
While the money on the floor, I'm gettin' payment by the pound (Payment by the pound)
What you smokin' on, me? This the best grade (It's the best)
T-top, the sun hot on my fresh fade (Yeah)
Sippin' Wock' got me higher than my test grades
Feelin' like the Don on my block, bitch, I'm self-made
And just from judging the way to sunshine (Yeah, shine)
It's been a little while since I pulled a drop out (It's been a minute)
And it's only right a player pull the top down (Yeah)
Make sure your lady on lock down, for real (Nah, for real)
Know how it is when player's shining and self-made (H-Town player)
