7 Mile Bike Ride pt. 2 Lyrics – Larry June, Cardo Got Wings

[Intro: Larry June]
Tired of all this motherfu*king talking s*it
You n!gga know who really do this s*it
Quit playing with me
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse: Larry June]
Drop top on a summer day
40k, all cash
Looking out the window of this jet
I know time’ll pass
I used to fu*k with baby girl

But knew that it would never last
‘Cause I be on some other s*it
On a whole ‘nother planet
Going through these documents
Shooting like Stojakovic
Stones with the paperwork
I’m just being optimistic
I’m just being confident
I just keep dropping s*it
I just keep copping s*it
I ain’t gotta pop my s*it
Bouncing like a trampoline
Hotter than some matches and some gasoline
Hotter than a mink in a thousand degrees
Summertime packing the heat
This s*it can get crazy
N!gga better stay on feet
‘Cause s*it been changing

[Refrain: Larry June]
Prices is higher, dollar is dropping (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I count it precisely, I need the profit (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I’m feeling like Malcolm, toting a rifle (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Bike seven miles, then back to the dollar

[Outro: Larry June]
Let’s get this money, n!gga
We ain’t doing no lil’ s*it (Bike seven miles, then back to the dollar)
Fu*k you talking ’bout?
N!gga out here crashing out over the bus (Bike seven miles, then back to the dollar)
N!gga, what’s your R.O.I, n!gga? (Bike seven miles, then back to the dollar)
S*it gotta make sense, b!tch (Bike seven miles, then back to the dollar)
Shh, Goddamn
Uh, sock it to m
ood job, ayy, ayy, ayy, shh
Damn, good job
Sock it to me
Uh, damn