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SIR COA - VHS Lyrics



SIR COA - VHS Lyrics
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Aye, yo, check this out
You ready?
SB's on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
SB's on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
SB's on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
SB's on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
SB's on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
Painting on me like I'm Claude Monet
Pretty lil girl yeah we meet by the bay
Step to my face you have nothing to say
When it hit nighttime we turn up like day
Loan time is over we getting our pay
I take a flight from NY to LA
Ready we go
Skate shoes they low
Rolling it up like it's cinnamon rolls
Girls see me walking they ask for my dough
Tell em I'm sorry I'm late for my show
Beg on they knees, tell em next time for sure
Still on that rail yeah we grinding 5-0
Look at my shoes yeah we making a hole
Kicking me out like I kill em and role
Seven eleven we stop for the drinks
182 we ain't talkin no blink
Craving the munchies is harder to think
Stack up the goldfish, the twix and the mints
I got the Off-White, the AJ Cements
I see you falling it's hard to lament
This is the downfall you had to prevent
Me and my homies donating the cents
SB's on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
Painting on me like I'm Claude Monet
Pretty lil girl yeah we meet by the bay
Step to my face you have nothing to say
When it hit nighttime we turn up like day
Loan time is over we getting our pay
I take a flight from NY to LA
SB's on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
Painting on me like I'm Claude Monet
Pretty lil girl yeah we meet by the bay
Step to my face you have nothing to say
When it hit nighttime we turn up like day
Loan time is over we getting our pay
I take a flight from NY to LA
Finish a session, we throwing a party
Shawty with glasses I'm calling her smarty
Rolled in my bedsheet we doing the hearties
Crazy lil mama I'm calling her Harley
My music hits hard cause its right on the tempo
Give me 2 years and I'll live in a temple
Sharpen your knife, bitch I sharpen my pencil
Paint over you bitch they call me the stencil
Yuh yuh yuh yuh
Spray paint on my dickies, ouh
Lil shawty, she freaky, rawr
She might try my sticky, ouh
Yuh yuh yuh yuh
Switching lanes I'm speedy, ouh
My home girl she needy, ouh
So I keep her pretty, ouh
SB's on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
Painting on me like I'm Claude Monet
Pretty lil girl yeah we meet by the bay
Step to my face you have nothing to say
When it hit nighttime we turn up like day
Loan time is over we getting our pay
I take a flight from NY to LA
SB's on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
Painting on me like I'm Claude Monet
Pretty lil girl yeah we meet by the bay
Step to my face you have nothing to say
When it hit nighttime we turn up like day
Loan time is over we getting our pay
I take a flight from NY to LA
Hahahah
Yeah
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English

Aye, yo, check this out
You ready?
SB's on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
SB's on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
SB's on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
SB's on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
SB's on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
Painting on me like I'm Claude Monet
Pretty lil girl yeah we meet by the bay
Step to my face you have nothing to say
When it hit nighttime we turn up like day
Loan time is over we getting our pay
I take a flight from NY to LA
Ready we go
Skate shoes they low
Rolling it up like it's cinnamon rolls
Girls see me walking they ask for my dough
Tell em I'm sorry I'm late for my show
Beg on they knees, tell em next time for sure
Still on that rail yeah we grinding 5-0
Look at my shoes yeah we making a hole
Kicking me out like I kill em and role
Seven eleven we stop for the drinks
182 we ain't talkin no blink
Craving the munchies is harder to think
Stack up the goldfish, the twix and the mints
I got the Off-White, the AJ Cements
I see you falling it's hard to lament
This is the downfall you had to prevent
Me and my homies donating the cents
SB's on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
Painting on me like I'm Claude Monet
Pretty lil girl yeah we meet by the bay
Step to my face you have nothing to say
When it hit nighttime we turn up like day
Loan time is over we getting our pay
I take a flight from NY to LA
SB's on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
Painting on me like I'm Claude Monet
Pretty lil girl yeah we meet by the bay
Step to my face you have nothing to say
When it hit nighttime we turn up like day
Loan time is over we getting our pay
I take a flight from NY to LA
Finish a session, we throwing a party
Shawty with glasses I'm calling her smarty
Rolled in my bedsheet we doing the hearties
Crazy lil mama I'm calling her Harley
My music hits hard cause its right on the tempo
Give me 2 years and I'll live in a temple
Sharpen your knife, bitch I sharpen my pencil
Paint over you bitch they call me the stencil
Yuh yuh yuh yuh
Spray paint on my dickies, ouh
Lil shawty, she freaky, rawr
She might try my sticky, ouh
Yuh yuh yuh yuh
Switching lanes I'm speedy, ouh
My home girl she needy, ouh
So I keep her pretty, ouh
SB's on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
Painting on me like I'm Claude Monet
Pretty lil girl yeah we meet by the bay
Step to my face you have nothing to say
When it hit nighttime we turn up like day
Loan time is over we getting our pay
I take a flight from NY to LA
SB's on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
Painting on me like I'm Claude Monet
Pretty lil girl yeah we meet by the bay
Step to my face you have nothing to say
When it hit nighttime we turn up like day
Loan time is over we getting our pay
I take a flight from NY to LA
Hahahah
Yeah
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Writer: Stephano Cervantes
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Performed By: SIR COA
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Stephano Cervantes

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