STEREO! Lyrics

Go and get a bag

And then I hit rodeo

I hit the gas and I'm blasting out my stereo

No holding back I got bags I'm tryna get em gone

I'm living fast doing drugs don't care if I'm living wrong

I geek up each day

That molly in that water I can't feel my face

Told her pops watch yo daughter

She a damn disgrace

I boot up I go farther

Tryna touch outer space

Ooh she flexible touch her toes

Put it deep up in her she said go slow

Think that she a winner

Love to throw shows

Aight, then you know we on go then

Go and get a bag

And then I hit rodeo

I hit the gas and I'm blasting out my stereo

No holding back I got bags I'm tryna get em gone

I'm living fast doing drugs don't care if I'm living wrong

What we doing

I need the cash

I'm running through em

They come in last

I'm always moving

I'm running laps

What's so confusing

About them racks

Yea, yea I'm locked in with em

But that don't mean that my funds gon split up, crazy

He a rat, go figure

Man I hate niggas, I can't hang with em, crazy

Mmm, mm, shit crazy

Mmm, oooh

Go and get a bag

And then I hit rodeo

I hit the gas and I'm blasting out my stereo

No holding back I got bags I'm tryna get em gone

I'm living fast doing drugs don't care if I'm living wrong

Told shordie roll up

If we ain't gonna fuck you better on your own now

I been chasing bucks like Giannis

I been tryna go up

My wave yea they hop up on it

They seen that I glowed up