Music Video

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Junia-T
Junia-T
Performer
Jonathon Lindo
Jonathon Lindo
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Camille Hobbs
Camille Hobbs
Songwriter
Jonathon Lindo
Jonathon Lindo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Junia-T
Junia-T
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Alright
[Instrumental]
Four, five shooters in a Tahoe
When the streets get cold my **** outside (My **** outside)
Alright (Alright), alright (Alright), yuh (Yuh)
On road tryna skip the potholes (Tryna skip the potholes)
Ride for my ****, my **** gon' ride (My **** gon' ride)
Alright (Alright), alright (Alright), yuh (Yuh)
Backseat drinkin' out the bottle, yuh (Drinkin' out it, drinkin' out it)
Tryna swallow my pride (Tryna swallow my pride)
Alright (Alright), alright (Alright), yuh (Yuh)
4 AM in Toronto (4 AM in Toronto)
When the streets get cold my **** outside
Alright (Alright), alright (Alright), alright (Alright), yuh (Yuh)
[Verse 1]
Follow me, I don't follow (I don't follow)
Some **** don't know about Miloh (Know nothin')
Yeah, this one just hit the lotto (I swear)
Yeah, I can still go and be a model tomorrow
I don't do no Xans, what you saying? What I write? (Bars)
I been pitching crack, what's that? What I write? (Hard)
I don't like y'all (No), on sight, dawg (Yeah)
On my life in my grandmama backyard
Bring her back, Lord (Yeah), bring it back one time
If you ain't wanna know what you asked for
'Cause you just might get what you asked for (Yeah)
Is your strap on? Where your backbone?
Don't amaze me (Yeah), I'm amazing
Yeah, I just moved me out the basement (Yeah)
You a basehead (Yeah), you a basket case, man
Word on the end's you a waste, man
[Chorus]
Four, five shooters in a Tahoe
When the streets get cold my **** outside (My **** outside)
Alright (Alright), alright (Alright), yuh (Yuh)
On road tryna skip the potholes (Tryna skip the potholes)
Ride for my ****, my **** gon' ride (My **** gon' ride)
Alright (Alright), alright (Alright), yuh (Yuh)
Backseat drinkin' out the bottle, yuh (Drinkin' out it, drinkin' out it)
Tryna swallow my pride (Tryna swallow my pride)
Alright (Alright), alright (Alright), yuh (Yuh)
4 AM in Toronto, yeah
When the streets get cold my **** outside (Outside)
Alright (Alright), alright (Alright), alright (Alright), yuh (Yuh)
[Verse 2]
****, what you mean you ain't got no cheese? (No)
Broke **** everywhere got me cheesed
But I pree (Yeah), VIP (Ayy)
When I reach I don't need ID
Yeah, lemme tell you all about a story of a real ****
How you know? People always wanna build witcha
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, I can hear the crickets
I'm a meal ticket, that's a mill' ticket
Got some thousand dollar paintings on display
Fix your face, build a case then
Escaping, can't catch me
Can't check in from the gate like
[Chorus]
Four, five shooters in a Tahoe
When the streets get cold my **** outside (My **** outside)
Alright (Alright), alright (Alright), yuh (Yuh)
On road tryna skip the potholes (Tryna skip the potholes)
Ride for my ****, my **** gon' ride (My **** gon' ride)
Alright (Alright), alright (Alright), yuh (Yuh)
Backseat drinkin' out the bottle, yuh (Drinkin' out it, drinkin' out it)
Tryna swallow my pride (Tryna swallow my pride)
Alright (Alright), alright (Alright), yuh (Yuh)
4 AM in Toronto (AM in Toronto)
When the streets get cold my **** outside
Alright (Alright), alright (Alright), alright (Alright), yuh (Yuh)
Written by: Camille Hobbs, Jonathon Lindo
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