24k Oehanic lyrics

[Intro: Larry June]
What’s happening
Straight up
Bouncing out them motherf*ckin’ foreigns and sh*t
Yea, b*tch you see this motherf*ckin’juice
Bust down
b*tch I might write a motherf*ckin smoothie book or something
Sell this sh*t for 30 dollars
Period n*gga
And I’m gone do numbers
Off top

[Verse 1: Larry June]
It’s way too much money to be chilling and sh*t
I met baby at Jon & Venny’s and let her ride in the 6
I got a couple presidential I’m timing like this
I might step out tonight just to crack something 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 500 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’s was some random ass sh*t but I love the experience
She was like top model hell yeah I was curious
I’m not a superstar baby but my ice cost a ticket
Copped a lowkey loft until the house get finished
[Chorus: Larry June]
I’m riding
I’m smoking
Keep it on me
You a phony, baloney
You ain’t the homie
Big Ds on me
24 karat, kobe (off the dribble)
And it’s loaded
I’m focus I’m on it
Don’t trip I got it
I’m big homie
Smoking kush and Elko
Selling elbows
Everything goes

[Verse 2: Larry June]
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
I’m riding my bike
My Glock got a light
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
My b*tches be working
Your b*tches be hurting
I’m in Hawaii
Chilling and surfing
b*tch why you playing
f*ck is you saying
We out in Reno a date in the sands
Money and grams
Grams in my hand
Hit up my grams she got the syrup for sell
I’m perking like hell that’s that henny and weed
f*ck it in my system with a Glock 17
[Chorus: Larry June]
I’m riding
I’m smoking
Keep it on me
You a phony, baloney
You ain’t the homie
Big Ds on me
24 karat, kobe (off the dribble)
And it’s loaded
I’m focus I’m on it
Don’t trip I got it
I’m big homie
Smoking kush and Elko
Selling elbows
Everything goes