The Indo Disco

That's what I'm thinking about right now, yeah Sheesh Take another beer, aye, say cheers No need to fear, we just tryna spend time wise Clock only ticking Everybody talking Man, quit on pocket watching Come and see, how it really is When you tripping off the weed When we rolling and pulling, hella hoes Through the city, sheesh, tease All the baby girls wanna make us all pull a hamstring, ah Oh come on, jeez You know that you a fine dime piece And I would really love it if you let me in, honey Let me put that G-string Make you hit notes that you didn't know you could sing When you let me do my thing Make you wanna put the ass back on my track Wanna get fit, hella fast, doing laps back to back On my lap So you always strike back Yeah, we always strike back like some cobras They don't really know us It's a cold world and my shoulders all frozen I hit her with some bold shit, she let me do some bullshit Then she went and lied to me, that was on some bullshit Need someone to ride for me anyway I go, shit Need her to be wise when she speaks her emotions And if her hair blonde like yours, that's a bonus, yeah I hope you didn't notice that I was out of focus You're walking with a motive, your lips make a potion I'm digging the aroma, uh Being so good at my job is really stressing me out I need a outlet for it, could you help me out Ain't leaving town yet, baby, you could catch me round I'll leave my digits with you, baby, just don't let me down In the back smoking indo And you know I'm going to blow it out the window Indo, I'm a blow it out the window Indo, I'm a blow it out the window Sativa, I could take you to Geneva Sativa, I could take you to Geneva Indo, I'm a blow it out the window Indo, I'm a blow it out the window Sativa, I could take you to Geneva Sativa, I could, uh New money, old girls, same clothes I get it where I get it and I never say no I kill it in the booth and I move to the ho's I kill it in the booth and I move to the ho's I kill it in the booth and I move to the ho's I keep it OG so they wanna lose they clothes Goin' down south, bouta land my plane inside they mouth, Get her higher than my fuckin' penthouse In the penthouse suite and we wrecked it In the backseat, she get aggressive Yeah it's tens on me, no question Put your hands on me, let's get messy Big brain, she had a college degree Felt like she could blend in, in any degree 180, you could tell that she naughty But she a, silent smarty Cause she give brains in private Yeah, we in private, took her to the island Smoke a little Mary and my Jane started vibin How she smilin', gettin' me excited How she ride it, got my eyes widened Yeah, lightning, I'm the key to your kite thing Got you typin', I ain't read what you writin Frightenin' when I'm on Sativa Catchin' my trip straight to Geneva Yeah, Indo, I'ma blow it out the window Indo, I'ma blow it out the window Sativa, I could take you to Geneva Sativa, I could take you to Geneva Indo, I'ma blow it out the window Indo, I'ma blow it out the window Sativa, I could take you to Geneva Sativa, I could take you to Geneva Indo, I'ma blow it out the window Indo, I'ma blow it out the window Sativa, I could take you to Geneva Sativa, I could take you to Geneva Indo, I'ma blow it out the window Indo, I'ma blow it out the window Sativa, I could take you to Geneva Sativa, I could, uh, yeah New money, old girls, same clothes I get it where I get it and I never say no I kill it in the booth then I move to the ho's I kill it in the booth then I move to the ho's, yeah New money, old girls, same clothes I get it where I get it and I never say no I kill it in the booth then I move to the ho's I kill it in the booth then I move to the ho's