Debbie Check & the Neel - El Camino Lyrics

Pretty little biddie wanna get up in my zone
Yeah we runnin' up and down the El Camino, yeah
Rackin bottles cuz you know we steal the toast
From the bay to LA cuz you know that we gon blow
Pretty little biddie wanna get up in my zone
Yeah we runnin' up and down the El Camino, yeah
Rackin bottles cuz you know we steal the toast
From the bay to LA cuz you know that we gon blow
West side chillin' got the homies in the pad
Pourin' up the Henny while we smokin' on some gas
Posted in the cuts three heads deep gotta blast
Hop into the Beamer bass bumpin' on the dash
F*ck with me and Neel you get stomped into mash
Steady on our grind keep the vision on the cash
Think you run your city but you steady getting lapped
Yeah I think I'm f*cking with you swiping left it ain't a match
I don't give a f*ck what you think about me
Cuz all my homies true and they all surround me
F*ck a snake, f*ck a snitch, they can't be around me
Spit this shit so fire all these groupies think they need tsunami
I'm just tryna get the dream but it ain't easy, homie
Cuz when you make it all these fakes they seem to leave you lonely
But it's all good, got the hood and they believin' only
Got one mission get the chicken while we counting trophies
Pretty little biddie wanna get up in my zone
Yeah we runnin' up and down the El Camino, yeah
Rackin bottles cuz you know we steal the toast
From the bay to LA cuz you know that we gon blow
Pretty little biddie wanna get up in my zone
Yeah we runnin' up and down the El Camino, yeah
Rackin bottles cuz you know we steal the toast
From the bay to LA cuz you know that we gon
Expression on my face givin' directions to my projects
Change it and arrange it on production with my logic
Objects all around me as I'm sitting in the stu'
The homie found me and he be spittin' in the booth, yeah
Debbie never lackin' stupid gas flow
The stu is our castle, the booth is the throne
I'm hoppin' on the track and I'm just makin' it known
We the princes in the city with the 6 5 0, yo
Life takes turns, and we learn, to stay burning,
With the passions and stashes lacking cash, but stay working
Acting on distractions, break focus and make it worth it
Success ain't just a premium membership we can purchase
Bool around town we down to the pad
Cookin it up, for the ride to the bag
Checkin it out but we don't clown for that ass
Cuz we grindin' it out cuz we got eyes on the cash, yeah
Pretty little biddie wanna get up in my zone
Yeah we runnin' up and down the El Camino, yeah
Rackin bottles cuz you know we steal the toast
From the bay to LA cuz you know that we gon blow
Pretty little biddie wanna get up in my zone
Yeah we runnin' up and down the El Camino, yeah
Rackin bottles cuz you know we steal the toast
From the bay to LA cuz you know that we gon blow
Yo we out here in LA
Bruh, its been time
We out here boolin though
That's all that matters, That's all that matters