Custom the things, custom the wings I had to custom the vibes, custom the link up Cover the back of the lab, front cover magazine Cover your eyes, cuddle up, back of the V, yeah Our chemistry, just like the trappers and fiends (ooh) Our misery, really ain't nothin' to see I gotta travel the V, I like to travel to heat (ooh) Bring out a bag of the weed Did I tell you I got my own weed? I had a lot to achieve Blew it out and I'm relieved, take it down, now you relieve Rather you leave, then you go back out on me Don't throw no daggers at me, you gotta shoot 'em at least You know my Dodge supreme, I put in hours this week Movin' at rapid speed, like it's a track, we meet We got a timeless thing, we gotta find some Zs, yeah Fuck shit up at the club, shit tucked We be floatin' front to back, back to back, Bentley truck Back up, Bentley truck, city stuck, stuck, stuck City up, up, back to back Fold up, fold up, fold up, trust Like it thick with a bounce, we all in the count Wine bottles cost 'bout a couch, you on the way with a wave Stacks in my pouch, you know it jump at the house You come with two and it's late, know the brown one is my fav' Then Mike Brown gon' walk you out (gon' walk you out) Step by step, watch yourself Cleaners got anything you might've left I couldn't do none of this by myself With mafia, they in the tuck I gave you fifty to boost up your butt I gave you the juice, you rather get buzzed I tried to choose you, you rather go club Know what to do, you rattle me up Common denominator, we were steps from the diamond ages Got a couple of vibrations For the simulation, gotta re-up the hydration Fuck shit up at the club, shit tucked (Me and my niggas show up, you know it's goin' down) We be floatin' front to back, back to back, Bentley truck (You know I'ma bring a parade if I fall through this town today) Back up, Bentley truck, city stuck, stuck, stuck (Ain't even gotta check, you know we hardest niggas around) City up, up, back to back, fold up, fold up, fold up, trust (We still pourin' up for the niggas that can't be around today) Mmh, mmh, whoa-ah Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm, mm-mm, mm Fuck shit up at the club (ooh) Yeah, yeah, ooh (tucked) Drop down Mmh Watch ground, watch ground Fuck shit up at the club, shit tucked (Me and my niggas show up, you know it's goin' down) We be floatin' front to back, back to back, Bentley truck (You know I'ma bring a parade if I fall through this town today) Back up, Bentley truck, city stuck, stuck, stuck (Ain't even gotta check, you know we hardest niggas around) City up, up, back to back, fold up, fold up, fold up, trust (We still pourin' up for the niggas that can't be around to
Imagine you’re on stage because Travis asked you to perform this with him. The crowd is hype, you know all the words, you reach the end of the second verse, and J Cole comes out. Suddenly this song isn’t about you, it’s about family-the Mafia. Put on the show of a lifetime
This shit sounds hard with headphones on like it’s rotating in your head 🔥🔥🔥
2:32 is fucking sick asf
Insane the way the music moves from one speaker to the other 👍⚡
I keep coming back to this version cause the bass knocking 🦍🦍🔥🔥
I wish everyone could experience 2:32
best one there is
Custom the things, custom the wings
I had to custom the vibes, custom the link up
Cover the back of the lab, front cover magazine
Cover your eyes, cuddle up, back of the V, yeah
Our chemistry, just like the trappers and fiends (ooh)
Our misery, really ain't nothin' to see
I gotta travel the V, I like to travel to heat (ooh)
Bring out a bag of the weed
Did I tell you I got my own weed? I had a lot to achieve
Blew it out and I'm relieved, take it down, now you relieve
Rather you leave, then you go back out on me
Don't throw no daggers at me, you gotta shoot 'em at least
You know my Dodge supreme, I put in hours this week
Movin' at rapid speed, like it's a track, we meet
We got a timeless thing, we gotta find some Zs, yeah
Fuck shit up at the club, shit tucked
We be floatin' front to back, back to back, Bentley truck
Back up, Bentley truck, city stuck, stuck, stuck
City up, up, back to back
Fold up, fold up, fold up, trust
Like it thick with a bounce, we all in the count
Wine bottles cost 'bout a couch, you on the way with a wave
Stacks in my pouch, you know it jump at the house
You come with two and it's late, know the brown one is my fav'
Then Mike Brown gon' walk you out (gon' walk you out)
Step by step, watch yourself
Cleaners got anything you might've left
I couldn't do none of this by myself
With mafia, they in the tuck
I gave you fifty to boost up your butt
I gave you the juice, you rather get buzzed
I tried to choose you, you rather go club
Know what to do, you rattle me up
Common denominator, we were steps from the diamond ages
Got a couple of vibrations
For the simulation, gotta re-up the hydration
Fuck shit up at the club, shit tucked
(Me and my niggas show up, you know it's goin' down)
We be floatin' front to back, back to back, Bentley truck
(You know I'ma bring a parade if I fall through this town today)
Back up, Bentley truck, city stuck, stuck, stuck
(Ain't even gotta check, you know we hardest niggas around)
City up, up, back to back, fold up, fold up, fold up, trust
(We still pourin' up for the niggas that can't be around today)
Mmh, mmh, whoa-ah
Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm, mm-mm, mm
Fuck shit up at the club (ooh)
Yeah, yeah, ooh (tucked)
Drop down
Mmh
Watch ground, watch ground
Fuck shit up at the club, shit tucked
(Me and my niggas show up, you know it's goin' down)
We be floatin' front to back, back to back, Bentley truck
(You know I'ma bring a parade if I fall through this town today)
Back up, Bentley truck, city stuck, stuck, stuck
(Ain't even gotta check, you know we hardest niggas around)
City up, up, back to back, fold up, fold up, fold up, trust
(We still pourin' up for the niggas that can't be around to
the start the bass to omg fucking god so good
Sounds like im at the live concert 😂❤ love it 😊
I feel like i can fly 💫
That is Jcole is the back…. Right???😂😂
Right?? 😭
Yes it isss lol
The best song 🔥
Insane 😱😱
use one side of headphone and put the sound on some speaker then sync, will be the best pshycodelic way to hear/ enjoy this
Imagine you’re on stage because Travis asked you to perform this with him. The crowd is hype, you know all the words, you reach the end of the second verse, and J Cole comes out. Suddenly this song isn’t about you, it’s about family-the Mafia. Put on the show of a lifetime
2:37 @1.25 speed go stupid 🛸
Sick
UTOPIC DAYS!
🔥🔥
😮
Wtf you will end my life
Play it at 2x sounds goofy af 🤣🤣🤣🤣
Play it at 0.75 speed and thank me later 🎉🎉🎉😊
Awful man