[Intro: 9TAILS]
Okay, okay
NV, Night Vibes
Aye

[Verse 1: 9TAILS]
I ain't gonna text if she "sup?" me (If she sup me)
I ain't gonna bust if she suck me (If she suck me)
I ain't gonna drink on this bubbly (On this bubbly)
If someone got a blunt they can bless me (They can bless me)
I ain't never lack, bitch, test me (Test me)
Takin' cheap shots but I'm vested (I'm vested)
If I bank all the time I invested
All I hate, that I wouldn't have a second
I feel fresh as fuck in this polo (No, no, no), Ralph
Bitch, I hit a bowl, and I'm gone-zo
Livin' cold as fuck in Toronto (Brrp)
But the sun is bright as fuck, I keep my eyes closed
All this weed I smoke to keep my eyes low
Close the app on your smartphone (Close)
If we link don't put me in your Snapchat (No)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy) I don't want no one to put me in your photo
Gone, fill my cup (Yeah)
Random boy (Yeah), drug me up (Drugs)
Hear my phone (Yeah), can't pick up (No)
Sorry mom (Sorry), I'm too fucked (Yeah), I'm too fucked
I've never been to a bando
But where I live the people trappin' residential (Yeah)
New product out of Vancouver (I should buy there)
Grab a cool 15 like a free throw
[Chorus: 9TAILS]
Blue jeans, so clean, Givenchy
My girl too hot like palm tree (Palm tree)
In the back, that's that, like Audi (Skrrt, skrrt)
Audemars on arm, Lord Timepiece
Blue jeans, so clean, Givenchy
My girl too hot like palm tree (Palm tree)
In the back, that's that, like Audi (Skrrt, skrrt)
Audemars on arm, Lord Timepiece
Yeah, Lord Timepiece

[Break: Swaine]
Yeah, yeah, Lord Timepiece
Yeah, yeah, that's my piece
That's in me
You envy us

[Verse 2: Swaine]
Red laces on the balmains, laced up
Yeah we warring 'bout the ice like a face off
This a tip to the game, like I'm paid off
This a deduction, like a pay stub
Where I was and who I am, I guess I'll never know
All I know is I got music on the stereo
It's all me like I got nobody else
But I mean it when I say that I been makin so much filth
Dirty when I play it back, I know that you can smell
But I got so many things to do I can't come out the shell
Working overnight it seems I feel like my own manager
Late night lil link up team go erase the passenger
Everybody driving now, we leading like a matador
Everybody driving now, we leading like a matador
2 bags full of cash on the table
Bad bitch eyes me like a eagle
Tats hips, big lips, count c-notes
Pop shit, too lit, ride me slow
Tongue ring, good lick like snow cone
So cold, heart froze, on a big roll, yeah, yeah
On a big roll, yeah
Ouh, on a big roll
[Chorus: Swaine]
Blue jeans, so clean, Givenchy
My girl too hot like palm tree
In the back, that's that, like Audi
Audemars on arm, Lord Timepiece
Yeah, Lord Timepiece
That's my piece, you envy us
Yeah, you envy us
Yeah, you envy us
Yeah, you envy us
Yeah, that's in me
That's in me, yes
My Timepiece
Yeah, don't touch
Nah, don't touch
Ough, don't touch it
[?] your bitch, she can touch it, yeah