Lyrics Yeah I'm in the Missoni room at the Byblos The boat was rockin' too much on some Aaliyah shit For real We goin' from the Vava to Cinquante-Cinq, then back to the Vava If you know, you know, baby, I don't, I don't know what to tell you Yeah Ayy [Verse: Drake] Look Long way from Sette Mezzo Meet Tommaso and Ernesto Short rigatoni with the pesto These verses are my manifesto Hallways got an echo Me and Smiggz on the loose in the city, you know how the rest go Casual sex, I'm like, "Fuck a dress code" The first martini is an espresso Chill shot glasses with prosecco Niggas so ignorant in our hood, they bе like, "Why the fuck you makin' techno?" I'm worldwidе and this is just another cargo jet flow, I had to let go Life insurance policies, you niggas 'bout to need the gecko I got some meaner threats, though Me, Spider-Man, and Leonardo, I'm back tomorrow I had the chopper to a wedding out in Monaco or Monte Carlo I'm losin' track of where we all go I wouldn't trade my life for none of y'alls, it's an embargo Fifty-nine bags on the 767, this is heavy cargo Yeah Fifty-nine bags on the-, ayy Swedish jail cell smellin' like some Carby Musk For your birthday, your boyfriend got a party bus Bottle signs, club lines, should've come with us We left that shit in '09 when we was comin' up I mean, these just my suggestions of course EmRata here fresh off divorce And I'm tryna look in her eyes, maybe express my remorse If she want a rebound with me, I'm down to go get her some boards I'm here for the moral support Whippin' the Vespa off of six tequilas Big Benjamins like the Pittsburgh Steelers Drake, you got it Robert Kraft sent the jet for us, that shit was patriotic You would think we live in Baltimore, the way they ravin' 'bout the latest product Teachin' niggas how to mind they business, and my latest stuff Might be the only teacher that gets paid enough That's why I'm in Hyde Park buyin' like half of Harrods You niggas are too concerned with makin' sure y'all outfits gon' match in Paris If we don't like you, you payin' tax and tariffs Come to the 6 and I'm like the actin' sheriff, deputy First got to America, niggas wouldn't check for me No chance the kid'll make it here like vasectomy They underestimated my trajectory But now they gotta pay that shit direct to me I send the label bills, bills, bills like the other two women standing next to Bey, that shit was just- Independent women is lovin' the new appearance Matter of time before I go net a Bey like a Paris Like, "Honey, you gotta know that I never wore Mike Amiris or never hopped in a Urus" I got my head in the clouds, I'm serious The lyrics begin to reveal themselves over time periods Promise you'll get that shit when the sky clears This shit designed for divine ears My favorite two words from you white boys is, "Sign here" And then comes the sound of glass clinkin' from a wine cheers Swear I'm pocket checkin' y'all for five years And then we 'bout to kick this shit in high gear Eight karats like vegetarians, nigga, the earrings are droopy Contract Lord of the Rings, think it's a script for the movie Shout out TVGUCCI, my cousin is spooky I swear you don't even mean what y'all say like y'all dubbin' a movie Sidebar, Serena, your husband a groupie He claim we don't got a problem but No, boo, it is like you comin' for sushi We might pop up on 'em at will like Suzuki Kawasaki, sushi, saké, the money grow on trees like shiitake They tried to get spicy with me, so I wonder how they gon' stop me I'm really on a roll like hamachi The fuck would y'all really do without me? For your birthday, your man got a table at Hibachi Last time I ate there, Wayne was doin' numbers off the cup like Yahtzee And Paris Hilton was steady duckin' the paparazzi Quavo might've sent me a song that he called "Versace" I really can't remember it properly All I know is that God got me, I'm sittin' on large properties Treat me like a newborn, Lucian not droppin' me I'm goin' Pink Floyd, you niggas cannot rock with me She could be givin' me head and somehow you not toppin' me Niggas see the 6ix God pass, they high-fivin' me Need to be high-sixin' me Swear niggas highkey sick of me They wifey on my head 'cause I vibe differently Feel like an AMBER Alert the way that I can take her to the mall and she find Tiffany I'm like a cup holder the way that these dimes stick to me They should've been in the fountain based on what y'all wishin' me
best song on the album for sure
Bruh the violin got me floating
No question
this is an instant classic
Chovies making a comeback??? Big W.
Not even his music man wys 😬
@@narcleptik bro wtf u mean ?
@@narcleptik Nobody said it was his music 💀 stupid ass mf
Bro I can’t believe it’s people in this world who actually believe Drake ain’t a lyricist! That’s madness
The beat change is just perfection
Bro 😭😭
The progression on this track is crazy
Chovies always nails the animation for the song 🦉🔪
Navy sailors lovin the fuck out this song 😮💨🔥
Perfect visual for this song. W
This song really makes you feel hyped up like you the man
Best song made to absolute perfection
look who’s back
Here before this blows up
hits hard
been waiting for this one 🔥 pls stay chovies
Needed this
This is such a vibe man 🌊
AND MY NAMES LENARDO 😂
the exact song i wanted you to do!
Soothing
Welcome back
and when the world needed him most....he returned
typical W
perfection
Chovies you goated 🐐
2:06-to the end☺️😍😍
best part imo
Thank you you thank you thank youuuuu !!
ＣＨＯＶＩＥＳ #1
Therapeutic 🛁
uuuhhh alto temaa
Hours in silence next!
thumbs up
🔥 ❤
BALL! BALL! BAWL!!!
Top shelf lyrics
Lyrics
Yeah
I'm in the Missoni room at the Byblos
The boat was rockin' too much on some Aaliyah shit
For real
We goin' from the Vava to Cinquante-Cinq, then back to the Vava
If you know, you know, baby, I don't, I don't know what to tell you
Yeah
Ayy
[Verse: Drake]
Look
Long way from Sette Mezzo
Meet Tommaso and Ernesto
Short rigatoni with the pesto
These verses are my manifesto
Hallways got an echo
Me and Smiggz on the loose in the city, you know how the rest go
Casual sex, I'm like, "Fuck a dress code"
The first martini is an espresso
Chill shot glasses with prosecco
Niggas so ignorant in our hood, they bе like, "Why the fuck you makin' techno?"
I'm worldwidе and this is just another cargo jet flow, I had to let go
Life insurance policies, you niggas 'bout to need the gecko
I got some meaner threats, though
Me, Spider-Man, and Leonardo, I'm back tomorrow
I had the chopper to a wedding out in Monaco or Monte Carlo
I'm losin' track of where we all go
I wouldn't trade my life for none of y'alls, it's an embargo
Fifty-nine bags on the 767, this is heavy cargo
Yeah
Fifty-nine bags on the-, ayy
Swedish jail cell smellin' like some Carby Musk
For your birthday, your boyfriend got a party bus
Bottle signs, club lines, should've come with us
We left that shit in '09 when we was comin' up
I mean, these just my suggestions of course
EmRata here fresh off divorce
And I'm tryna look in her eyes, maybe express my remorse
If she want a rebound with me, I'm down to go get her some boards
I'm here for the moral support
Whippin' the Vespa off of six tequilas
Big Benjamins like the Pittsburgh Steelers
Drake, you got it
Robert Kraft sent the jet for us, that shit was patriotic
You would think we live in Baltimore, the way they ravin' 'bout the latest product
Teachin' niggas how to mind they business, and my latest stuff
Might be the only teacher that gets paid enough
That's why I'm in Hyde Park buyin' like half of Harrods
You niggas are too concerned with makin' sure y'all outfits gon' match in Paris
If we don't like you, you payin' tax and tariffs
Come to the 6 and I'm like the actin' sheriff, deputy
First got to America, niggas wouldn't check for me
No chance the kid'll make it here like vasectomy
They underestimated my trajectory
But now they gotta pay that shit direct to me
I send the label bills, bills, bills like the other two women standing next to Bey, that shit was just-
Independent women is lovin' the new appearance
Matter of time before I go net a Bey like a Paris
Like, "Honey, you gotta know that I never wore Mike Amiris or never hopped in a Urus"
I got my head in the clouds, I'm serious
The lyrics begin to reveal themselves over time periods
Promise you'll get that shit when the sky clears
This shit designed for divine ears
My favorite two words from you white boys is, "Sign here"
And then comes the sound of glass clinkin' from a wine cheers
Swear I'm pocket checkin' y'all for five years
And then we 'bout to kick this shit in high gear
Eight karats like vegetarians, nigga, the earrings are droopy
Contract Lord of the Rings, think it's a script for the movie
Shout out TVGUCCI, my cousin is spooky
I swear you don't even mean what y'all say like y'all dubbin' a movie
Sidebar, Serena, your husband a groupie
He claim we don't got a problem but
No, boo, it is like you comin' for sushi
We might pop up on 'em at will like Suzuki
Kawasaki, sushi, saké, the money grow on trees like shiitake
They tried to get spicy with me, so I wonder how they gon' stop me
I'm really on a roll like hamachi
The fuck would y'all really do without me?
For your birthday, your man got a table at Hibachi
Last time I ate there, Wayne was doin' numbers off the cup like Yahtzee
And Paris Hilton was steady duckin' the paparazzi
Quavo might've sent me a song that he called "Versace"
I really can't remember it properly
All I know is that God got me, I'm sittin' on large properties
Treat me like a newborn, Lucian not droppin' me
I'm goin' Pink Floyd, you niggas cannot rock with me
She could be givin' me head and somehow you not toppin' me
Niggas see the 6ix God pass, they high-fivin' me
Need to be high-sixin' me
Swear niggas highkey sick of me
They wifey on my head 'cause I vibe differently
Feel like an AMBER Alert the way that I can take her to the mall and she find Tiffany
I'm like a cup holder the way that these dimes stick to me
They should've been in the fountain based on what y'all wishin' me
Can you do now and forever by Drake?
Classic
I need an instrumental of the outro 🙏
🔥
Can u do Spin About U plz
Love the background what it from
#Choviesdiditbetter 💯
where you been?😭
crazy emoji face xx
🤞
2:05
Here at 999 views
do joji pls
Yukon!!
Funniest song 🎉👌.
😭😔
Only song I like on the album
Smoothest beats, wackiest messages
You can’t relate bro. Just say that instead of hating fam
🤣😄
ハマチとかシイタケとか言っててめちゃくちゃ笑うわこんなん
🫠
Hate the beatswitch tho 🙄
Making a great song better