Doublechin Tim - Volvo Lyrics

I need a four door, Volvo, Then we hit the road
Slow mo, Rotos, Yea we gettin stoned
Photos, Oh no, addicted to our phones
Back then they didn't want me Mike Jones
Don't know why it gotta be like that
But I can't tell who about to be a foe
Nah I won't ever fight back
My energy going after my goals
If I die I'll be right back
Haunting you, I'ma be a spooky ghost
My whole style never bite that
Got this flow all on my own

Yea I've been feelin' myself
Windbreaker on and you knowin' its Ralph, hey
Always believe in myself
Don't even think I be needin' the wealth, hey
Who am I kiddin'
Gotta hit the road and run up them digits
Smokin' on sticky
Been sayin' you faker that Woah Vicky
Puttin' on for my city
No for real tho
Still workin' steel toes
Packin' up a bowl of that Ceelo hey
Emotions yea I feel those
Onions who peeled those
Everything's going to be a ok

I need a four door, Volvo, Then we hit the road
Slow mo, Rotos, Yea we gettin' stoned
Photos, Oh no, addicted to our phones
Back then they didn't want me Mike Jones
Don't know why it gotta be like that
But I can't tell who about to be a foe
Nah I won't ever fight back
My energy going after my goals
If I die I'll be right back
Haunting you, I'ma be a spooky ghost
My whole style never bite that
Got this flow all on my own