CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Castaways
Ahoy there, ahoy, we are castaways
We're stuck where we are with no house, no car
Castaways
We're stuck where we are (Sage, is this yours?)
(Yo', yo', yo', oh!)
She got a cape, better go save the day
Chris, he catchin' the wave, but I'm cashin' the bank
Better play with your pu**y, b*t*h, get out my face
I'ma shoot this b*t*h up if you think that you're safe
My Glock got a d**k, you could say that it's gay
Leave him looking like chips, we we hit him, he Lay
Like I'm out and around, n***as screamin' in pain
Like a b*t*h givin' head, we gon' blow out his brain
We get it goin' when we slide to the telly
Catchin' these bullets on the way to his belly
I need some change, I'ma run in the deli (Yo', let me get a sandwich)
Shoutout to Chris, I heard that he in L.E. (What the f**k?)
Wait, I meant to say L.A
Don't write me a check, gotta write me an essay
My plug speaking Spanish (What did he say?)
Plug speaking Portuguese, what that n***a sayin'?
Heard that you rap, if you cap, a n***a save it
I shoot the Glock with no f**kin' hesitation
Stick in my pants like a dinna [?] masturbation
Feel like a pirate when I make that n***a walk the plank
Would've thought I'm scammin' with the racks at the bank
She said I'm a wuss and I'm in the way [?]
Take a ride in my whip, I just might catch the wave
Yeah, talk in the gang and you're gang getting slide
Put this Scar to your face and you're fallen, Mufasa
No call for the drama, I snap like a live stock
I can't even cap, your girl call me pop
Yeah, I call on your chick and I won't even call back
Making this money while I sleep, what you call that?
Rapper, Santana, and Dom3 and yvngxchris
Are all of my homies, you know that we ball back (Yeah)
I got your shawty, I'm watching her pass away (Yeah)
And I'm going so far, like a castaway (Yeah)
Back on these rappers, they think they got gas today (Yeah)
But I'm killing these rappers, they're bad today (Yeah)
I gotta move and I gotta go through the way[?] (Yeah)
Throw on my blast, they look like ejaculate
Go om my fast, they go down on your chick then I kill on her body then leave, like a castaway
All black Beamer, I whip it like Bruce Wayne
Mow down an opp, let it spray like I'm Usain
Run me that sh*t, then I'm gone, like I'm Boonk Gang
Valedictorian, she givin' that good brain
Smoking that wood, your b*t*h walk on my plain
We look for the hints, then we dig up the bank
I'm drunk like a sailor, got Wock in my drank
Our sh*t canons that shoot like a tank
We- We- We were out at sea on a—
Sea, were out at sea, on a—
Sea, were out at sea
We're stuck where we are with no house, no car
Castaways
We're stuck where we are (Sage, is this yours?)
(Yo', yo', yo', oh!)
She got a cape, better go save the day
Chris, he catchin' the wave, but I'm cashin' the bank
Better play with your pu**y, b*t*h, get out my face
I'ma shoot this b*t*h up if you think that you're safe
My Glock got a d**k, you could say that it's gay
Leave him looking like chips, we we hit him, he Lay
Like I'm out and around, n***as screamin' in pain
Like a b*t*h givin' head, we gon' blow out his brain
We get it goin' when we slide to the telly
Catchin' these bullets on the way to his belly
I need some change, I'ma run in the deli (Yo', let me get a sandwich)
Shoutout to Chris, I heard that he in L.E. (What the f**k?)
Wait, I meant to say L.A
Don't write me a check, gotta write me an essay
My plug speaking Spanish (What did he say?)
Plug speaking Portuguese, what that n***a sayin'?
Heard that you rap, if you cap, a n***a save it
I shoot the Glock with no f**kin' hesitation
Stick in my pants like a dinna [?] masturbation
Feel like a pirate when I make that n***a walk the plank
Would've thought I'm scammin' with the racks at the bank
She said I'm a wuss and I'm in the way [?]
Take a ride in my whip, I just might catch the wave
Yeah, talk in the gang and you're gang getting slide
Put this Scar to your face and you're fallen, Mufasa
No call for the drama, I snap like a live stock
I can't even cap, your girl call me pop
Yeah, I call on your chick and I won't even call back
Making this money while I sleep, what you call that?
Rapper, Santana, and Dom3 and yvngxchris
Are all of my homies, you know that we ball back (Yeah)
I got your shawty, I'm watching her pass away (Yeah)
And I'm going so far, like a castaway (Yeah)
Back on these rappers, they think they got gas today (Yeah)
But I'm killing these rappers, they're bad today (Yeah)
I gotta move and I gotta go through the way[?] (Yeah)
Throw on my blast, they look like ejaculate
Go om my fast, they go down on your chick then I kill on her body then leave, like a castaway
All black Beamer, I whip it like Bruce Wayne
Mow down an opp, let it spray like I'm Usain
Run me that sh*t, then I'm gone, like I'm Boonk Gang
Valedictorian, she givin' that good brain
Smoking that wood, your b*t*h walk on my plain
We look for the hints, then we dig up the bank
I'm drunk like a sailor, got Wock in my drank
Our sh*t canons that shoot like a tank
We- We- We were out at sea on a—
Sea, were out at sea, on a—
Sea, were out at sea
