Under The Sun ft. T Mulla Lyrics

You know the vibes I like

I just need good energy

When the boys come out to play

And the girls come out to say hey darling

Bless me don't stress me

The way the sun shine on you look sexy

Im in a new droptop come test this

The gang gang gone show you how we flexing

The stereo's pumping, make gally go dumb dumb

Where should we go jumping

Whine that big old bum bum

Glide through the city with someones daughter

Bring me cocktail not water

Under the sun, I need to be in peace with you baby

Everyday's a Saturday

I learnt that in the maddest way

Baby let me tell you what I'm like

Women in my resume

Nigga's always speculate

It's crazy they can't tell you what I'm like

Pretty girls on our case guess why

Cah we're never on their case guess why

There's new money and new villas

I'd be lying if I told you that I care but lets lie

We got Remy for Ma

And I'm spending it large

On some Fenty and Nars

But especially cars

First dates bring the Lambo I'm setting the bar

People say they ain't watching, they definitely are

Merc Benz, Porsche, Rolls Royce, Range Rover

She's gonna think about me when the dates over

There's women that we never gave closure

Just incase I wanna come around, game over

The stereo's pumping, make gally go dumb dumb

Where should we go jumping

Whine that big old bum bum

Glide through the city with someones daughter

Bring me cocktail not water

Under the sun, I need to be in peace with you baby

Yellow bag shopping, five star hopping

We already know the whips mad b, hop in

Ask Mo how we done it in Dubai

It was Bentley, Rari, Lamborghini swapping

IG saying be back soon

They done Dubai now they're doing Cancun

Six figures ran through that in May

Mulla, It's bout to be a very mad June

I'm bout to treat this passport like a travel card

Treat this brand new whip like it's my baby

Last year, I was working on my character

But now the lockdown's done I'm going brazy

Miss me? I should hope so

Postcode to airport, airport to postcode

Money can't win a girls heart

I still spend it anyway

Tell me something that I don't know

Hollywood

The stereo's pumping make, gally go dumb dumb

Where should we go jumping

Whine that big old bum bum

Glide through the city with someones daughter

Bring me cocktail not water

Under the sun, I need to be in peace with you baby

Baby, Baby

I need to be in peace with you baby

With you baby

I need to be, I need to be

Under the sun

Under the sun