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captain youth - island vibes lyrics

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woah, i just jumped up on the jet
flew it out the country started working on my best
this the type a sh+t that leave ya bangin on ya chest
like when truman catch a lob and put his nuts up on yo head
i ain’t finna peak yet i’m just started
ima donald trump ya ass, i get rich and act r+t+rded
goin hard in the p ain’t like i’m waka 2010
if you tryna stop me now then you betta bring a friend
double team double team, i go jesse hillis then
with a hesi cross to split the d, i’m in the lane open
big homie coming over tryna put it to an end
jеlly finish on his ass, i’m not looking cause its in
it ain’t off i be gone, witcha b+tch, gamе ball in my arms
to tha crib, smoke strong, maybe do this sh+t all night long
yeah, i just landed in pv, sayulita in a week
hotel maid service every night clean sheets
i be throwin up the peace, tryna spread the love at least
rollin big fat joints of the cartel weed
i be too d+mn lit, and you know i brought the b+tch
big bills bring change but you know i never switch
ten toes down sh+t, in the sand that is
every morning blowin trees on the beach, fun sh+t

chase, but you can’t catch us no no no no
chase, but you can’t catch us no no no no
you been runnin butcha can’t catch us
money in the pants make ya dance like us
got a band in the hand that’s us
tryna keep up with the gang that’s tough
for the captain of the ship i get chauffeured a lot
i been started at the bottom i get h+lla top
i blow trees, f+ck a sponsor i won’t ever stop
norco boutta pay his f+ckin rent from the bag i cop
band around my throat, solid gold, twist it in a rope
carats on the pinky got that champagne kinda glow
its just what it is, ballin out like this, run a business
hit a l!ck, used to make them flips, i out grow that sh+t
woah, play it safe, cause i’m intelligent
why you rappin? you irrelevant
you made an album you not sellin it
i’m not into fakin sh+t not even for the h+lluvit
n0body wanna hear from the broke dude, with no groove
always on nothing to do but in a bad mood
always on can i get from you b+tch i should @ you
talkin bout you wanna come through b+tch ima smack you
sheesh stay the f+ck on the couch
or better yet get a job, stop running your mouth
take the money from ya job put it in an account
and then go buy one of the things that you rappin about
ahhh that sh+ts gotta be tough, complain that you stuck
watchin me just running it up
you gotta work harder than that this ain’t happen from luck
and i ain’t never slowin down because the pedal is stuck i’m off gas

chase, but you can’t catch us no no no no
chase, but you can’t catch us no no no no
you been runnin butcha can’t catch us
money in the pants make ya dance like us
got a band in the hand that’s us
tryna keep up with the gang that’s tough



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