Santa Monica

(Jonak)

I like old things, gold rings, cold bling

Cocaine on the golf links

Gambling, rolling, four deep

Whole gang wearing Rolex

Whole team, runway, first class

Sun down, it's the moments

Porsches, horses, Royces

And I wonder where I'll go next

I want all the things ordered in, baller rings

Foreign twins pouring drinks

All my limbs sporting ink, flooring picked

To match up the imported mink

Flawless skin, quirky kinks, cars in blue

Green, yellow, and imported pink

Cuban links, ruby runes, soaring wings

Anything except boringness

If you step inside my head, I do it on private

No, ****, this my jet

Am I in your mind yet? Why you actin all silent?

Took damage to your pride, yeah

Smoke 'em like IGET, and I do it, no violence

Yeah, I kill em with silence

Rep it on mileage, you ain't even on my ledge

Yeah, baby, I'm the pilot

I like old things, gold rings, cold bling

Cocaine on the golf links

Gambling, rolling, four deep

Whole gang wearing Rolex

Whole team, runway, first class

Sun down, it's the moments

Porsches, horses, Royces

And I wonder where I'll go next

Yeah, uh

I like to think I'm fly as shit, buy a drink

Nighttime in a private pit

Alive and lit, ride the lift, quite the gift

Right way to be lifing it

I'm liking this, movie mood, might commit

The fast life's got quite a kick

Quiet kid, but quite the king

Glide on this, I'm kayaking

I like old things, gold rings, cold bling

Cocaine on the golf links

Gambling, rolling, four deep

Whole gang wearing Rolex

Whole team, runway, first class

Sun down, it's the moments

Porsches, horses, Royces

And I wonder where I'll go next

If you wanna come, you can find out

What it's like to be riding a high

Caught some views up in the sky now

Simple rules, snakes don't fly

Flight attendant looking at me wild

Go ahead, baby, you can try

We can get in a queue to Dubai now

Let me get another glass of wine