StingRay Lyrics

Talk to me in the late night

Driving all in the rain

It's a eighty-seven sting ray

Made that bitch candy cane

Palm trees in the fog lights

I'm just tryna maintain

Cold neck from this cold chain

Nine, oh, two, one, oh one way

One oh one all the way there

Man she ran out of cigarettes

The way she think man it ain't fair

Can't complain cuz she do her best

Just got to the function

Pulling up, ok

Rollin weed on the console

Left to right they sway

Blind faces in the back room

High places for the day

All praise to the most high

Man I'm on display

Man I might just make it

Champagne on ice

Either make it or you break it

Make em say alright

Oceans nine all these waves come fast

Hangin out the side of rari make it last

I'm a don I was only given one life

Off the grid for like a year probably thought I died

But they know now though

I can stay ten toes

Not ten feet

Not like that deep

Go through quick brief

My radar below

Talk to me in the late night

Driving all in the rain

It's a eighty-seven sting ray

Made that bitch candy cane

Palm trees in the fog lights

I'm just tryna maintain

Cold neck from this cold chain

Nine, oh, two, one, oh one way