Window Of A Honda Lyrics - Pryde

Set it up, set it up, oh yeah 

Okay, oh yeah 

Oh yeah, oh yeah 

Okay now you wanna ride, I'll give ya the keys 

Anything goes when you're dealing with me 

Oh yeah, I told your ass once, girl I'm coming with heat 

Bring your girls, no excuses, I got some liquor and weed 

In the morning 

Early night 

I'ma warm you up 

Get you right 

I'ma show how it go, young Russell out the door 

I get high, she get low 

Richvale Summer, number dos 

Blowing doja out the window of a Honda 

If you ain't talking money, homie, then I lost ya 

Don't you worry, I got everything you need 

Nothing to worry about when you're dealing with me 

Baby, set it up, set it up, I come around 

Set it up, set it up, I come around, yeah 

Set it up, set it up, I come around, yeah 

Set it up, set it up, I come around 

She got a body like she's Lopez, Jenny low-key 

People talking like they know shit, but they don't know me 

Smoking papers on the front porch, sipping OE 

Free the homies that be locked up, fuck the police 

I make my girl kiss another girl while I'm puffing my L 

Do what I want cause I'm happy, don't give a fuck what you feel 

I mix my drink and get tipsy, I don't fuck with no pills 

She hang with a pretty, young player because she fuck with the thrill 

Blowing doja out the window of a Honda 

If you ain't talking money, homie, then I lost ya 

Don't you worry, I got everything you need 

Nothing to worry about when you're dealing with me 

Baby, set it up, set it up, I come around 

Set it up, set it up, I come around, yeah 

Set it up, set it up, I come around, yeah 

Set it up, set it up, I come around 

In the morning 

Early night 

I'ma warm you up 

Get you right 

I'ma show how it go, young Russell out the door 

I get high, she get low 

Richvale Summer, number dos