When I'm on the mic, I ain't never been sober Hop on the track, ride like it's a coaster
Hollywood, baby, you know I'm the coldest Popping like I stuck a knife in a toaster
Wake up first thing and I'm drinkin' mimosa Stay with a bop and I rock with the rollers
All I need one dance and I'm a controller
Yeah, yeah, roses are red, violets are blue Bet the hunnid, the four drop when I shoot
I'm on they neck like a motherf*ckin' crew I got the juice, that's why they call me Cue
I'm in the loop like a motherf*ckin' noose I've been hangin' them up, let the bodies proof
On the back of they ass, got a print of my boot All of my hittas get dressed up in suits
I'm high as the moon, gone with the wind Trip to Miami to f*ck on a fan
Hop out the Bentayga, crawled in the Lam' Pissing champagne and I'm sweatin' out hen
Keep a think lil' jam, we don't posts on the gram Just hop on a private and fly to Japan
Board with no bags, we can shop when we land Lay on the beach while she work on her tan
Yeah, I've been stackin' and savin', these bands I'm goin' dumb, baby, in these old vans
Try to steal from me, I cut off your hand Hold your eyes open while I kill your mans
Throwed off in the head, nigga, I know Who you know sleep with that Glock on the stove
.38 Special inside of a oven Mossburg under the mattress, I'm humpin
All day in the trap spot where it's jumpin' Niggas is robbin' and bass is still pumpin
Yo, money right, come and get you an onion Yo, money right, come and get you an onion
All day in the trap spot where it's jumpin' Niggas is robbin' and bass is still pumpin
Yo, money right, come and get you an onion
When I'm on the mic, I ain't never been sober Hop on the track ride it like it's a coaster
Hollywood, baby, you know I'm the coldest Popping like I stuck a knife in a toaster
Wake up first thing, and I'm drinkin' mimosa Stay with a bop and I rock with the rollers
All I need one dance an I'm a controller
Ha, game time
Hollywood Cue - Under The Influence Lyrics
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When I'm on the mic, I ain't never been sober Hop on the track, ride like it's a coaster
Hollywood, baby, you know I'm the coldest Popping like I stuck a knife in a toaster
Wake up first thing and I'm drinkin' mimosa Stay with a bop and I rock with the rollers
All I need one dance and I'm a controller
Yeah, yeah, roses are red, violets are blue Bet the hunnid, the four drop when I shoot
I'm on they neck like a motherf*ckin' crew I got the juice, that's why they call me Cue
I'm in the loop like a motherf*ckin' noose I've been hangin' them up, let the bodies proof
On the back of they ass, got a print of my boot All of my hittas get dressed up in suits
I'm high as the moon, gone with the wind Trip to Miami to f*ck on a fan
Hop out the Bentayga, crawled in the Lam' Pissing champagne and I'm sweatin' out hen
Keep a think lil' jam, we don't posts on the gram Just hop on a private and fly to Japan
Board with no bags, we can shop when we land Lay on the beach while she work on her tan
Yeah, I've been stackin' and savin', these bands I'm goin' dumb, baby, in these old vans
Try to steal from me, I cut off your hand Hold your eyes open while I kill your mans
Throwed off in the head, nigga, I know Who you know sleep with that Glock on the stove
.38 Special inside of a oven Mossburg under the mattress, I'm humpin
All day in the trap spot where it's jumpin' Niggas is robbin' and bass is still pumpin
Yo, money right, come and get you an onion Yo, money right, come and get you an onion
All day in the trap spot where it's jumpin' Niggas is robbin' and bass is still pumpin
Yo, money right, come and get you an onion
When I'm on the mic, I ain't never been sober Hop on the track ride it like it's a coaster
Hollywood, baby, you know I'm the coldest Popping like I stuck a knife in a toaster
Wake up first thing, and I'm drinkin' mimosa Stay with a bop and I rock with the rollers
All I need one dance an I'm a controller
Ha, game time
Hollywood, baby, you know I'm the coldest Popping like I stuck a knife in a toaster
Wake up first thing and I'm drinkin' mimosa Stay with a bop and I rock with the rollers
All I need one dance and I'm a controller
Yeah, yeah, roses are red, violets are blue Bet the hunnid, the four drop when I shoot
I'm on they neck like a motherf*ckin' crew I got the juice, that's why they call me Cue
I'm in the loop like a motherf*ckin' noose I've been hangin' them up, let the bodies proof
On the back of they ass, got a print of my boot All of my hittas get dressed up in suits
I'm high as the moon, gone with the wind Trip to Miami to f*ck on a fan
Hop out the Bentayga, crawled in the Lam' Pissing champagne and I'm sweatin' out hen
Keep a think lil' jam, we don't posts on the gram Just hop on a private and fly to Japan
Board with no bags, we can shop when we land Lay on the beach while she work on her tan
Yeah, I've been stackin' and savin', these bands I'm goin' dumb, baby, in these old vans
Try to steal from me, I cut off your hand Hold your eyes open while I kill your mans
Throwed off in the head, nigga, I know Who you know sleep with that Glock on the stove
.38 Special inside of a oven Mossburg under the mattress, I'm humpin
All day in the trap spot where it's jumpin' Niggas is robbin' and bass is still pumpin
Yo, money right, come and get you an onion Yo, money right, come and get you an onion
All day in the trap spot where it's jumpin' Niggas is robbin' and bass is still pumpin
Yo, money right, come and get you an onion
When I'm on the mic, I ain't never been sober Hop on the track ride it like it's a coaster
Hollywood, baby, you know I'm the coldest Popping like I stuck a knife in a toaster
Wake up first thing, and I'm drinkin' mimosa Stay with a bop and I rock with the rollers
All I need one dance an I'm a controller
Ha, game time
Writer: DeQuwan Harden
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