Jazz Lazer - Daytona Stainless lyrics

rate me

ft. Wale

Don’t, don’t, don’t say shit

Don’t say shit

I told a nigga don’t say shit if you can’t make a lame bitch famous in your day shift

I promise I’ll pilot you, baby

Young legend, new legend, Frenny, what up?

Aww, hold up

Did her right up in lonely

She sending me nude pics

I send her flight confirmation in emoji’s

Hustle back, but it ain’t me

Sitting back with a back with Maybach seats

Nike OG’s, a little Givenchy

But a nigga only skrr when I see police

Follow me, it’s nine-something

Ok, we sky dwelling

I ship it off to fix it, Lord knows that my time coming

Lord knows my time coming

Lord knows my time coming

Lord knows I land in lake straight with my Goyard luggage

But on the other surface

Keep your people quiet

No, I don’t know Captain Planet, but one rrring will bring that fire

Rah, rah, rah!

Me no lying

Just Pinot, and we no whining

Just so you know

Rollie go for 24, ‘cause eventual

Tick, tock, not at all, call it kemosabe

Tick, tock, tick, tock

Nigga, money is time

And I ain’t got enough to waste until my niggas in line

Tick, tock, tick, tock

Nigga, money is time

And time is money, acting funny ‘cause I can’t give you mine

Oh yeah

Know that money is time

And time is money, acting funny cause I can’t give you mine

Tick, tock, tick, tock

Nigga, money is time

And time is money, acting funny ‘cause I can’t give you mine

Aww, yeah

Black rosé

Teared away arena heights, that’s a cold play

White mosé

Woulda thought a nigga came from the dope game

Nope, I was too busy spitting that propane

Fucking on your main

Eastside LV where I remain

J-A-Z man

You wouldn’t get the picture if a drew it

You wouldn’t catch my drift if I threw it

Bad bitches only wanna ride with a nigga in a new whip

Tricking on her heart, I can’t do it

Nah, I can’t do it, I don’t know why, I just can’t do that shit

When you gonna get me some shoes?

I’m like, bitch, when you gonna get me some shoes?

Shout out Wale, though

Tick, tock, tick, tock

Nigga, money is time

And I ain’t got enough to waste until my niggas in line

Tick, tock, tick, tock

Nigga, money is time

And time is money, acting funny ‘cause I can’t give you mine

Oh yeah

Know that money is time

And time is money, acting funny ‘cause I can’t give you mine

Tick, tock, tick, tock

Nigga, money is time

And time is money, acting funny ‘cause I can’t give you mine