Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
D. Lynch
D. Lynch
Künstler:in
Daniel Byelich
Daniel Byelich
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Daniel Byelich
Daniel Byelich
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
D. Lynch
D. Lynch
Produzent:in

Lyrics

Chorus
If I bring weed to the function, it gets lit (Gets lit)
If you bring freaks to the function, it's your clique (Your clique)
We all in this together till the end of time (Time)
We all in this together (We all in this together), it's my ride or dice, oh
We get it poppin' if you ready (Ready), don't be shy (Shy, shy)
If you don't love gettin' money, baby, you can't vibe with us (Vibe)
We all in this together till the end of time (Time)
We all in this together, we gon' be alright (Alright), oh
Verse
She bossy and saucy with it, kind hard but the heart soft and in it
Her closet is full of her tossle and denim
Glossy and flossy (What?), she fry harder than the fried broccoli
Chillin' with her girlfriend with the ten toes together
Bad bitch squad, bad like the weather
I'm down bad, wanna spend it, see what I can net her
Imagine gettin' dom-bone, baritone to treble
Bobbelina take the lead, give me a medal
If you know (You know), if you frontin', we frontin' (We frontin')
She worth somethin', she a day-one
from the dungeon, for certain (For certain)
Crushin' got the percussion like high hats (Like what?)
Flirtin' and psuedo-cuffin', lookin' side back (Lookin' side back)
Get the shot up, swish, I splash the splashers (I box out)
Box out the block, the block basher
Leadin' the cheerleaders, call 'em blockers (They shook up)
Patient, steady pace her to the pacer (I look up)
Wavy, call her coast the closest coasters
A glisten is on the savior as she float up (They eat dirt)
Lazy puttin' work on all the posers
The vultures gettin' fed slow, once poles up
Chorus
If I bring weed to the function, it gets lit (Gets lit)
If you bring freaks to the function, it's your clique (Your clique)
We all in this together till the end of time (Time)
Verse
Blu-ray ray beams, stuffed five blunts in a Jeep
Twenty-third letter, so you know I'm puffin' on Gs
Had the type of dream that had my sweats turn to Steve
Four bitches knockin', had to lay under the sheets
Filthy rich in Greenwood, Reggie go for cheap
Hope is sentimental, you gotta give it to keep
Rappin' in Lambos with forty k's in Cuban links
Know-how acquired, now all we do is think
Clean myself with clean water out the kitchen sink
Is it TV or chariot when I talk pink?
Strawberries and cocoa when I light as the linx
Different breeds, so we'll start at A six
Silent street-driven, no big wheels, BMX
Leather coats and fedoras, Cracker Jack and Jax
When the green hit my ear, weights lift off, I pull it off
Mountains from a molehill, elevator goin' up
Chorus
If I bring weed to the function, it gets lit (Gets lit)
If you bring freaks to the function, it's your clique (Your clique)
We all in this together till the end of time (Time)
We all in this together (We all in this together), it's my ride or dice, oh
We get it poppin' if you ready (Ready), don't be shy (Shy, shy)
If you don't love gettin' money, baby, you can't vibe with us (Vibe)
We all in this together till the end of time (Time)
We all in this together, we gon' be alright (Alright), oh
Written by: Daniel Byelich
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