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mediumjay – daytona lyrics

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[hook: mediumjay]
flights with no lay overs
hung over but i stay sober
upgraded from a range rover to a tank with a flame thrower
riding round like it’s daytona
cook clean but she don’t stay over
swallow all of my cobra gargling like it’s soda
gang bang on the sofa
think shes cool wanna get to know her
knew she had a few chokers
the way she wanted my to choke her
drop hot game over back to the lobby dates over
i told her meet my chauffeur
i swear to god i don’t got a chauffeur
[verse 1: mediumjay]
smoke city syndicates our ceo keeps smoking
left the bar tab still open dab packs straight form oakland
made thе most of selling drugs now a n+gga just growing
n+gga still stay focused by the pound wе blowing
play with my moneys like playing with my emotions
i don’t think you applying yourself smoking
take off those oakley’s you high as f+ck its on g
i bought me a fast car drive it like its nascar
all over nassau county with a mask on
count me with the cash i’m gone
ill be back when the racks is gone
if i pull up and you try to get going
just know that your family is gone
holler if ya need dope i pull up in a speedboat
came straight from reno from a guy named rico
who beat a rico
living life like i’m evil that’s what you do when you ain’t equal
might bring slavery back call it essential work for the people
she took a trip to the drug house
then she got drugged out
until all the drugs out
then she got drugged out
treat it like it’s runs house
aka the fun house
what can i say mediumjays place
we don’t run out
stay inside when the suns out
but when it’s dark you can come out
we don’t do no lockdowns we always keep them guns out
[hook]
flights with no lay overs
hung over but i stay sober
upgraded from a range rover to a tank with a flame thrower
riding round like it’s daytona
cook clean but she don’t stay over
swallow all of my cobra gargling like it’s soda
gang bang on the sofa
think shes cool wanna get to know her
knew she had a few chokers
the way she wanted my to choke her
drop hot game over back to the lobby dates over
i told her meet my chauffeur
i swear to god i don’t got a chauffeur

[outro]
wanna take her to the beach
wanna put it in her cheeks
wanna pull out put it in them other cheeks
swear to god she loving me
only when she’s f+cking me
getting to know her i’m bipolar
i told her don’t smother me
i like her but i’m not to sure
if she’s cool f+cking the other me



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