24k Organic lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, what's happenin'?
Straight up
Bouncin' out them motherf*ckin' foreigns and sh*t
Yeah, b*tch you see this motherf*ckin' juice, bust down
b*tch, I might write a motherf*ckin' smoothie book or somethin', make no sense
Sell this sh*t for thirty dollars, n*gga
Period, n*gga
And I'm gon' do numbers
Off top (Check it out, yeah)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 1]
It's way too much money to just be chillin' and sh*t
I met baby at Jon & Vinny's and let her ride in the 6
I got a couple Presidentials, I'm timing like this
I might step out tonight just to crack somethin' thick
The first night I never hit 'cause I got morals and sh*t
I'm in the house playing Prince, essential oils and sh*t
Take the whip to the shop, check the coils and sh*t
I done checked five-hundred, you just spoiled a pshh
Let's hit Florida, b*tch
Ooh, excuse my French
I know you from overseas, they don't be talking like this
Yo' little bro a big fan, here go some hoodies for him
She came way from Australia to f*ck with a pimp
That was some random ass sh*t but I love the experience
She was like a top model, hell yeah, I was curious
I'm not a superstar, baby, but my ice cost a ticket
Copped a low-key loft 'til the house get finished, what's happenin'?
[Chorus]
I'm riding
I'm smoking
But keep it on me
You a phony (Yeah), baloney (Uh)
You ain't the homie (Yeah)
Big Ds on me (Off top)
24 karats (Yeah), Kobe (Off the dribble)
And it's loaded
I'm focused, I'm on it (I'm sayin')
Don't trip, I got it
I'm big homie
Smoking kush in Elkos
Selling elbows
Everything goes

[Verse 2]
Ayy, lately I've been feeling like I gotta get it
I dropped hella cash, n*gga, your sh*t rented
I walk in the Benz
They running my credit
Approved for everything
I'm swiping my debit (Good job)
I'm riding my bike
My Glock got a light (Off top)
If I'm bringing you over then I'm f*cking tonight
I'm riding and swerving
Uber suburban
That's not a Birkin
Baby you perking (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
My b*tches be working
Your b*tches hurting
I'm in Hawaii
Chillin' and surfing (Good job)
b*tch, why you playing? (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
f*ck is you saying?
We out in Reno, a date at the Sands (Good job)
Money and grams
Grams in my hand (The best)
Hit up my grams, she got that syrup for sell (What's happenin'?)
I'm perking like hell (Off top), that's that Henny and weed (Good job)
f*ck it in my system with a Glock 17, what's happenin'?
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Chorus]
I'm riding
I'm smoking
But keep it on me
You a phony (Yeah), baloney (Uh)
You ain't the homie (Yeah)
Big Ds on me (Off top)
24 karats (Yeah), Kobe (Off the dribble)
And it's loaded
I'm focused, I'm on it (I'm sayin')
Don't trip, I got it
I'm big homie
Smoking kush in Elkos
Selling elbows
Everything goes

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah