Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Taz Conley
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taz Conley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Taubert
Producer
Lyrics
Easy
I want a hoochie, freaky
Wild out now with me, swiftly
I will not be picky
I do not want easy
I want a hoochie, freaky
Wild out now with me, swiftly
I will not be picky
I do not want
Give up the ghost
I propose a toast
Jump on the boat
I'll teach you to float
Give up the ghost
I propose a toast
Jump on the boat
I'll teach you to float
Give what you got
Let's go get some more
Out on the coast
We all living poor
Give up the ghost
I propose a toast
Jump on the boat
I'll teach you to
Line up, line up
Ride up, fire
Oh oh, higher, rise up
King me, sire
Want to try us, die us
Sign up, oh wait, time up
Fubu, for us, by us
No more, why us?
Yeah, I think I might start a new religion, what you say?
Caught a vision riding with my bitch the other day
We was in the ship driving stick, switching lanes
Had to stop and get a shake from the milky way
Shooting for the stars, had to fucking hit the brakes
Never knew I was talking to myself when I prayed
Greys tryna come for the boy but I'm safe
Can't see your point of view, money in the way
Uh, dip in the
If you want to live, bitch, get in the
All eyes on me like cinema
I move around like I'm invisible
Not regular
Smoking on nebula
Out in Temecula
Vision molecular
Look in your retina
Computer tech in ya
I'm way ahead of ya
You just the neck in here
Line up, line up
Ride up, fire
Oh oh, higher, rise up
King me, sire
Want to try us, die us
Sign up, oh wait, time up
Fubu, for us, by us
No more, why us?
Blast off, blast off
Blast off, blast off
Blast off, blast off
Blast off, blast off
Line up, line up
Ride up, fire
Oh oh, higher, rise up
King me, sire
Want to try us, die us
Sign up, oh wait, time up
Fubu, for us, by us
No more, why us?
Blast off, blast off
Blast off, blast off
Blast off, blast off
Blast off, blast off
Written by: Taz Conley
