Hey, Hits on hits, we finna go get it, of course
That pint? Imma sip it, of course
Your wife wanna kick it, of course
Hey, I'm as big as it is, and we finna get bigger, of course
Poppin' my shit, in the end, we gon' win, that's of course
I got a lil' Malibu inside of my system
Riding with a .40 caliber on my hip, and it's for self-defense
You know that you're not on my caliber, say you're better than me, are you dense?
That shit don't make any sense
I'm running up hundreds, you running up cents
They say they show love, but really, they don't, a sign of the times
Can't deal with the fakes, it really be f*ckin' around with my mind
Don't want all the fame, just wanna get paid and live out my life
I swear it's gon happen soon, just give me some time
(Hey)
(Hey, hey)
(Hey, of course)
(Hey, hey, hey)
Hey, Hits on hits, we finna go get it, of course
That pint? Imma sip it, of course
Your wife wanna kick it, of course
Hey, I'm as big as it is, and we finna get bigger, of course
Poppin' my shit, in the end, we gon' win, that's of course
I got a lil' Malibu inside of my system (system)
Riding with a .40 caliber on my hip, and it's for self-defense
You know that you're not on my caliber, say you're better than me, are you dense?
That shit don't make any sense
I'm running up hundreds, you running up cents
Urias - Of Course! Lyrics
Urias - Of Course! Lyrics
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Hey, Hits on hits, we finna go get it, of course
That pint? Imma sip it, of course
Your wife wanna kick it, of course
Hey, I'm as big as it is, and we finna get bigger, of course
Poppin' my shit, in the end, we gon' win, that's of course
I got a lil' Malibu inside of my system
Riding with a .40 caliber on my hip, and it's for self-defense
You know that you're not on my caliber, say you're better than me, are you dense?
That shit don't make any sense
I'm running up hundreds, you running up cents
They say they show love, but really, they don't, a sign of the times
Can't deal with the fakes, it really be f*ckin' around with my mind
Don't want all the fame, just wanna get paid and live out my life
I swear it's gon happen soon, just give me some time
(Hey)
(Hey, hey)
(Hey, of course)
(Hey, hey, hey)
Hey, Hits on hits, we finna go get it, of course
That pint? Imma sip it, of course
Your wife wanna kick it, of course
Hey, I'm as big as it is, and we finna get bigger, of course
Poppin' my shit, in the end, we gon' win, that's of course
I got a lil' Malibu inside of my system (system)
Riding with a .40 caliber on my hip, and it's for self-defense
You know that you're not on my caliber, say you're better than me, are you dense?
That shit don't make any sense
I'm running up hundreds, you running up cents
That pint? Imma sip it, of course
Your wife wanna kick it, of course
Hey, I'm as big as it is, and we finna get bigger, of course
Poppin' my shit, in the end, we gon' win, that's of course
I got a lil' Malibu inside of my system
Riding with a .40 caliber on my hip, and it's for self-defense
You know that you're not on my caliber, say you're better than me, are you dense?
That shit don't make any sense
I'm running up hundreds, you running up cents
They say they show love, but really, they don't, a sign of the times
Can't deal with the fakes, it really be f*ckin' around with my mind
Don't want all the fame, just wanna get paid and live out my life
I swear it's gon happen soon, just give me some time
(Hey)
(Hey, hey)
(Hey, of course)
(Hey, hey, hey)
Hey, Hits on hits, we finna go get it, of course
That pint? Imma sip it, of course
Your wife wanna kick it, of course
Hey, I'm as big as it is, and we finna get bigger, of course
Poppin' my shit, in the end, we gon' win, that's of course
I got a lil' Malibu inside of my system (system)
Riding with a .40 caliber on my hip, and it's for self-defense
You know that you're not on my caliber, say you're better than me, are you dense?
That shit don't make any sense
I'm running up hundreds, you running up cents
Writer: Gabriel Yalley
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid