Meet Me on Harbor Lyrics – Larry June, Cardo Got Wings

[Intro: Larry June]
It’s Friday morning, I’m feeling hella hella good
Cardo Got Wings
Fu*king around, doing what the fu*k I want
Cardo on the motherfu*king beat
You know how we fu*king with it
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Larry June]
N!gga money (I got it), n!gga hoes (I got it)
N!gga cars (I got it), living large (I got it)
Can’t stop (I got it), I’m going hard (I got it)

This for the ones (I got it), on the job (I got it)
Living life (I got it), I’m a hun’ (I got it)
I be up (I got it), with the sun (I got it)
I think about it, when I’m waking up (I think about it)
I gotta get this motherfu*king cake up (Good job)

[Verse 1: Larry June]
It’s Friday morning, I went and got me a coffee
Yeah, the sun is out and these hoes is calling
Got money to make, got hoes to break
Give a fu*k about a show, I got a home with an acre
Still smoking a ‘Wood, I gotta stop, I’m catting
When I tap from the back, b!tch calling me daddy
Just a Frisco n!gga with a pocket of cabbage
Alpac’ for the rug, twenty ball, I’m lavish
Three hun’ in my pocket, ’bout to cop me some J’s
I like girls with jobs and I like hoes on the blade
Hold on, sweetheart, I ain’t hit it in days
You can forget a lot of s*it, but don’t forget that I’m paid
Dip, dip, swing, got the bike from Sway
Got the chop from Hayward, ’bout to clock some paper
I’m a grown ass man, I’ma do what it do
So don’t worry ’bout me, b!tch, worry ’bout you
What’s happening?

[Refrain: Larry June]
I’ma show you how I rock
Uh, I’ma show you how I rock
Yeah, I’ma show you how I rock
Damn, I’ma show you how I rock

[Verse 2: Black C]
I’ma show you how I rock from the top of the clock
That’s the top of the morning, it’s time to shake the bop
We got the city on lock, we tryna do this here worldwide
The bezel full of rocks, diamonds hitting like, ‘Oh my’
Been rocking and clocking dollars with or without a problem
Typical daily numbers from decimals to them commas
Ain’t no time for drama, I’m too busy chasing the chicken
Straight out the trenches, upper echelon how I’m living
Handling business, phone ringing like a call center
Not on a losing team, my n!gga is all winners
Got sauce like Kinder’s, fresh off the porch, got a pack
A n!gga had to hustle and bubble then bring it back
Would you look at that? I’m clean like my shoe game
No ‘Bama on the hat, matching with them flu games
Banana clip, fat, hanging out that new thang
And I’m ’bout that munyon like Larry and 2 Chainz, for real

[Refrain: Larry June]
I’ma show you how I rock
I’ma show you how I rock
I’ma show you how I rock
I’ma show you how I rock

[Chorus: Larry June]
N!gga money (I got it), n!gga hoes (I got it)
N!gga cars (I got it), living large (I got it)
Can’t stop (I got it), I’m going hard (I got it)
This for the ones (I got it), on the job (I got it)
Living life (I got it), I’m a hun’ (I got it)
I be up (I got it), with the sun (I got it)
I think about it, when I’m waking up (I think about it)
I gotta get this motherfu*king cake up
N!gga, I got it