Sunday ft. prodby.Waste & Fat Curry Lyrics

Reached the top while in my teens, now I'm in my twenties

I'm wearin' number one like Washington, that's Rome Odunze

Spent three years up in this game, takin' off the runway

Knew that we'd make it here like Jettas, ballin' every Sunday

Rap money on me

Fly her out the Keys, okay

Louie V on the T, okay

And her hands on her knees, okay

We up a mile high, can't have it if she got another guy

In her cellphone, callin' all the time

She from Westerville like it's Otterbein (Yuh)

It's that 614, that's where my blood from, so you better know

Winter time so it's gonna snow, might be chilly, but I keep my flow

Colder than ever, ice on my neck so I'm grabbin' my sweater

She say she love me, I ain't even met her

You just a student, but I'm the professor (R)

(Uh) Shawty call me, said she wanna link up later

I'm too focused on my racks, shawty I'm gettin' that paper

Wanna do it to the mornin', she an entertainer

Shawty get right to the point, yeah she don't need no favor

Reached the top while in my teens, now I'm in my twenties

I'm wearin' number one like Washington, that's Rome Odunze

Spent three years up in this game, takin' off the runway

Knew that we'd make it here like Jettas, ballin' every Sunday

Casamigos, here we go

On the mic like Terrico

I do it every Sunday evening, NBC on stereo

On full blast cause they bump my songs, yeah all my tracks

We gon' party for the night, do it like my last

Clock has started, time to party

Out the country, we departed

To the Maldives, come and follow me

Girls want me cause I'm their million dollar piece

Piece of the pie, that's all they want

Grabbin' her thigh cause I'm the savant

I'm the man who she call when she need some help

Dressed to the best with my slacks, and I got the belt

Cause I'm matchin', for that action

Lookin' at her face, I can feel the attraction

Pullin' me in on the reel

The way she be talkin', I see the appeal

I'm tryna leave, she pullin' me back

Sound like I'm Tyrese, in a car we fast

We fast, furious maxed

Needed some life, but now I'm on track

Pulled up to the meet, switchin' lanes, she in my seat

I'm her favorite man, sorry folks, but she want me

So now we bottle poppin'

Let's hush and stop the talkin'

We in the danger zone

Oh right that's Kenny Loggins