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Buena Vista

 

Buena Vista

(album: This Shit Comes In Waves - 2015)


Cooling with my younging and he don't wanna keep me buffing when I'm packing up my luggage. (yeah)
He said you don't need discussion, let them talk 'bout what they want man, I ain't worried 'bout nothin
I take my khaki pants and cuff em, East Coast mothafucka in the bass sore thumbing this a taste more coming for y'all
Such a shame, thrown' brains she don't know me at all
Get out my lane.Keep that banana peel in my rear view. Playing like Santana.I'm to turnt up I can't hear you. All y'all sound the same. I'm sick of that fake ass and the weight trap, going basic on the Internet.Monotonous I ain't into that, I stay drop and hit so they feeling it

Look what you missing, Its all Buena Vista
I do this for my sister, my brother, my misses, my lover
I got y'all we gon' live forever
Look what you missing, Its all Buena Vista
I do this for my sister, my brother, my misses, my lover
I got y'all we gon' live forever

Aye, Aye, Slip into my covers, knowing well I won't be sleeping I just wonder around
Ain't hard to tell this shit gon' sell, he be the talk of the town and most the time yo I'll be playing I'll be fucking around
Peep what I'm saying, I'll be burnt out for the weekend still go hard for the weekend. Don't lay low I'm sleeping in the studio the whole season
He cold he North Eastern, damn. He Nor'easter, damn. I came through fly in May, I be like hi It's damn
From Manhattan down to Long Beach (swerve)
I hit my Barbie for the car keys
My mans gotta win the back, see the bar deep
I'm laughing at him, counting money under palms trees
Got to where I wanna be

Look what you missing, Its all Buena Vista
I do this for my sister, my brother, my misses, my lover
I got y'all we gon' live forever
Look what you missin

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