Sunday Brunch (2 Coronas) Video (MV)

2 Coronas on the dash, two baddies in the back, I don't know if we can last
Cause it's six and we faded from brunch passing blunts, sipping Champaign and OJ by the glass
If we make to the spot, ain't no telling what a nigga on, but Ima be up on that ass
If I offer you the Crown, you a ten, you a 5 Star shawty wit a little bit of class

They know me too well, came in this bitch soley for shoe sales
I'm flying, that's Miles just spinning two tails
You can't put the city on ya back, you too frail
Crucify me on the post, still stay a float, like boat nails

And when you see me, keep that same damn energy
Ima finish Crown on the rocks until it finish me
They like oh you changed, nah shawty I amended me
Keep your friends real close, they closer to ya enemies

I am fitna be, right where Jon Kitna be
A star with the heart of lion, I'm making history
When I get that new whip, Ima need a V6
Give the same cylinder to each of my chicks

Yeah I'm rather long winded, far as speeches can get
16 turn to 32 like they leaked the defense
And said you ain't coming home, I'll survive on my own
Post up in the box like I'm Karl Malone

2 Coronas on the dash, two baddies in the back, I don't know if we can last
Cause it's six and we faded from brunch passing blunts, sipping Champaign and OJ by the glass
If we make to the spot, ain't no telling what a nigga on, but Ima be up on that ass
If I offer you the Crown, you a ten, you a 5 Star shawty wit a little bit of class

I don't think that I can pass on ya
Ima take a little time to get to know you girl
Gotta whole lotta ass on ya (A whole lotta ass)
I'm just tryna say my piece of game that'll make me yours

I don't think that I can pass on ya
Ima take a little time to get to know you girl
Gotta whole lotta ass on ya (A whole lotta ass)
I'm just tryna say my piece of game that'll make me yours

Only came thru to show the new fit
Oh and that new watch, I got a new tick
In that new whip, tag the new zip
Then tick tock, I'm bouta bag me a new chick

Young nigga with my youth still ahead of me
Never will you see me settling im living wrecklessly
I ain't get no hoes in middle school they used to mess with me
Now Ima dirty dawg, pure doggy in my pedigree

Y'all not Christian, but love when some mixed twins rocking that Christian Dior
Fully loaded the piston, I shoot from a distance, like a nigga fixed in Detroit
22 they wanna see me in the pin, at 28 only place they gon see me is the Forbes
Black scholars making moves for the team instead of moving for the team
Me and my niggas we DuBois

2 Coronas on the dash, two baddies in the back, I don't know if we can last
Cause it's six and we faded from brunch passing blunts, sipping Champaign and OJ by the glass
If we make to the spot, ain't no telling what a nigga on, but Ima be up on that ass
If I offer you the Crown, you a ten, you a 5 Star shawty wit a little bit of class

I don't think that I can pass on ya
Ima take a little time to get to know you girl
Gotta whole lotta ass on ya (A whole lotta ass)
I'm just tryna say my piece of game that'll make me yours