Lyrics

Aw, yeah
It's that boy young A.K.A.K.A.K
Hit 'em with that smooth, play boy
Let 'em know what it is for the one time, yeah
'Ey what's good, homie? What's the deal? This is how I feel
Orange paint, that's my latest great album of the year
We in gear, keep that stainless near in case they test my spirit
Bucaneers, we gon' interfere if disrespect is clear
Orange plaques, you can kiss my cash, dicin' me, gon' add up the stats
From the front to back, we cease to be in slack
How 'bout that, come and check my shine
Look and then rewind, I decline if you put me seconds, seconds on my mind
I'm a liar, I'm just slammin' on my Maxima's exhaust
What's the cost? Four or five a gallon, fuck it, let's get lost
I'm a doll, they gon' pop that uh, we cheffin' out the sauce
Smear the gloss, hit that overturn, can't guarantee the toll
(Yo, I can't talk right now) gotta take five (I can't talk right now) gotta make 5K
(I can't talk right now) gotta stay quiet (I can't talk right now) I acquire my take
(I can't talk right now) yeah, gotta take five (I can't talk right now) gotta make 5K
(I can't talk right now) gotta stay quiet (I can't talk right now) I acquire my take
Ya'll live for bitches n' bliss, we live for seein' the summit
Ya'll live for bitches n' bliss, we live for seein' the summit
Ya'll live for bitches n' bliss, we live for seein' the summit
Orange paint, 'bout to leave a stain, JICK
Pete
'Ey, ya'll know what it is man
That boy Young J
Hit you with some of that A.K.A.K.A.K smooth for the one time
That's the cherry baby
Back to you regularly scheduled program
Orange paint, paint, paint, paint
Written by: Austin-Homero Jacob Hernandez, Erik Hopkins, Grant Lapointe, Jacob Rivera
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