Sucker Free Sundays lyrics
by Cold Hart
[Verse 1]
Ayy, yuh
Direct flights, yeah, my blunt rolled tight
Got a crib on the water, we smokin' loud all night
It's a Sucker Free Sunday, every day Friday
Sippin' on this Bombay, I do this sh*t my way
Celebratory shots, that sh*t happen a lot
Everyday a new accomplishment, pull up in a drop
Smoking weed on the yacht, lil' b*tch, I'm doing the most
The Midwest be in my heart, but I got a thing for the coast
Smoking big dope on big boats, you watch how I float (How I float)
Burning blunts in the whip, watch where you ashin' your sh*t (I blow smoke)
My blonde baby be clueless, but man, that ass is a ten (A ten)
Leather my interior, that OG Kush is the scent
I just copped me a Porsche, and I put my girl in a Benz (b*tch)
Summertime in your eyes, lil' shawty know she a ten
That vacay cost a couple K, but it ain't no thing
Board the plane shawty what you say, I ain't playing games
Talkin', me and you, uh (Me and you)
Ocean views (Ooh)
Rolling up Lemon cookie, and chilling by the pool
Twist it up and keep it lit, lil' shawty my honey dip
Who talking sh*t? Hit 'em with that Kaio-Ken times ten (Kaio-Ken!)
Summertime shine in your eyes when I fly by (Skrrt, skrrt)
Pull up clean as f*ck, Paul Walker with the Skyline (Skrrt)
Phantom with the stars in the roof (In the roof)
Tropicana ballin', one hunnid percent juice (b*tch)
On a balcony chillin' and sippin' on Pina Colada
Smokin' somethin' potent, it come straight from the tropics
In my Tommy boxers, I'm the trendin' topic
Shawty hit the wood and then she take off like a rocket (Uh)
Yeah, girl, your complexion is golden
We on the beach and we rollin', this marijuana is potent
That vacay cost a couple K, but it ain't no thing
Board the plane, shawty, what you say, I ain't playing games, b*tch
[Chorus]
Bad little bitty who can roll my weed up
Ridin' front seat Lamborghini with her feet up
Baby, everything that we say stay between us
Baby, everything that we say stay between us
Bad little bitty, who can roll my weed up
Ridin' front seat Lamborghini with her feet up
Baby, everything that we say stay between us
Baby, everything that we say stay between us
[Verse 2]
Sean Don sippin', I got scratch, I got chicken
Boy, the way my sh*t been knockin', prolly got the CD skippin'
I just pulled up in a Civic, with the sixth stick exchanger
Blacked out Fazo's, underground angel (Jordan's)
Hundreds with the fifties, I like smoking icky sticky, uh
Pull up solo dolo, skrrt off with some b*tches with me (Sk-sk-skrrt)
I just pulled up to your city, got your bitty f*cking with me
She was all up in my DM's tryna let me see some tiddies
Top back, feeling breezy
How I made this sh*t look easy
b*tch, I'm better now than ever
On my Carter III Weezy
I'm a beast, I'm a dog, I'm a motherf*cking menace
With some rich blonde b*tches from the valley playin' tennis
b*tch, I'm better than ever, my interior leather
Now I got the high ground, I look like Ewan McGregor
We smoking hash and playing Smash
I’m in some Bape just like I'm Diddy Kong
I just hit the jeweler, b*tch, I'm flooded out my Joy-Cons
Feel like Kylie Jenner got them fillers in the lips
Prolly sucking on my di*k while I was twistin' up the spliff
Prolly rockin' Louboutin while she be waterin' my houseplants
Skrrt off in the 'Rari, my lil' shawty hit this money dance
Hop up out the Porsche, then I jump up in the jet (Skrrt)
Come in clutch, ooh, spit that PK fire like I'm Ness (PK Fire)
Posted smoking dope in a Jacuzzi with the jets, uh
Ice all on my wrist, Vaporeon VVS, b*tch
[Chorus]
Bad little bitty who can roll my weed up
Ridin' front seat Lamborghini with her feet up
Baby, everything that we say stay between us
Baby, everything that we say stay between us
Bad little bitty, who can roll my weed up
Ridin' front seat Lamborghini with her feet up
Baby, everything that we say stay between us
Baby, everything that we say stay between us