JAMS The Flava Child - Riding On Chrome Lyrics

Laid back
Sippin the yak
Smoking the dope
Working the phone
Making a play
Up In the lac
Gettin high
Sitting low
Laid back
Sippin the yak
Smoking the dope
Working the phone
Making a play
Up In the lac
Gettin high
Sitting low
Awhhhh
Looking like I selling dope
Everything I smoke come straight from the grow
Big aura look like someone you should know
Bitches love when you sitting on chrome
Handmade pasta
Vintage champagne
Finishing my joint
Parking valet
They be closing early
But for us they open late
Steppin out of Lac looking like new money
Mixing up the herbal tea with the honey
Love myself so you don't gotta love me
Floating off the ground so high you can't touch
Seafood and champagne in my tummy
Riding with my ace
Big body taking up 2 lanes
Show her something new
Fly her to LA
Gave me top cruising on the PCH
Laid back
Sippin the yak
Smoking the dope
Working the phone
Making a play
Up In the lac
Gettin high
Sitting low
Laid back
Sippin the yak
Smoking the dope
Working the phone
Making a play
Up In the lac
Gettin high
Sitting low
Word on the street JAMS really got it poppin
See me out public and they ask me when I'm dropping
Last one classic how you gonna top it
Elevate everyday bruh it's really no option
One thing about me
I don't like to wait
Don't be mad that I'm late
Be happy that I came
Muhf*ckers always got something to say
How come I never see you at the bank
Just ran 3 miles on the ocean
Hungry and I'm focused
In with the new
Out with the old shit
Best Kept Secret but everybody knows it
Dawg I want it all like Tony
64 Chevy playing all the oldies
Life fast so I'm cruising slowly
Sittin low in the lac with the homies
Laid back
Sippin the yak
Smoking the dope
Working the phone
Making a play
Up In the lac
Gettin high
Sitting low
Laid back
Sippin the yak
Smoking the dope
Working the phone
Making a play
Up In the lac
Gettin high
Sitting low