Mission (feat. Cing Curt & Arizona Zervas) - Swilson

I'm In the backseat of that Uber With my feet up She hit the bottle Now she acting like a diva I can't love these hoes They gettin to my head I just want these bands I just need that bread I'm In the backseat of that Uber With my feet up She hit the bottle Now she acting like a diva I can't love these hoes They gettin to my head I just want these bands I just need that bread I'm In the backseat of that Uber With my feet up She hit the bottle Now she acting like a diva I can't love these hoes They gettin to my head I just want these bands I just need that bread Lately I've been sipping sipping Living through the motions Moving state to state to state Just got back from the ocean Now I'm back in town And it's clear that they notice Bought the table with the ice To show them who the coldest (Oh man) You better face it Can't see me then you better get lasik Big backwoods and my homies gonna blaze it Im sipping on the brown and i might just chase it all Shit i had to go and get it popping Just to show these hating bitches that I'm looking like the man now Yeah i used to hit the club out standing in the line And now i show up and it's clear that i standout I ain't even rich But I'm feeling like the shit Bitch I'm making my way And I'm coming up quick We just pull up to the club And they take us to the VIP They gonna ask me for a drink But I curve her like a pitch Ah man I'm In the backseat of that Uber With my feet up She hit the bottle Now she acting like a diva I can't love these hoes They gettin to my head I just want these bands I just need that bread I'm In the backseat of that Uber With my feet up She hit the bottle Now she acting like a diva I can't love these hoes They gettin to my head I just want these bands I just need that bread I fly MD to LA Yeah I been on my cool shit Hanging out with them ratchet hoes I guess I've been on my tool shit At the club i'm sipping sipping Feeling wavy like a cruise ship She call me a asshole And I'm pretty sure that that shoe fits Like oh, how do you do it yeah Greek boy and i'm fluent yeah Last month i was acting up Me and my old girl was going through it yeah But now I'm up on that east side West V and I'm chilling Hit the club we fuck it up And my crew lit like we grilling Oh my god gracious I just been patient Craving this paper i swear I been chasing I gotta buzz like i just got done shaving I gotta buzz like i just got done shaving Ah man I'm In the backseat of that Uber With my feet up She hit the bottle Now she acting like a diva I can't love these hoes They gettin to my head I just want these bands I just need that bread I'm In the backseat of that Uber With my feet up She hit the bottle Now she acting like a diva I can't love these hoes They gettin to my head I just want these bands I just need that bread

I just seen you on the 'gram I'm glad you're doing well (doing well, doing well) You still look cute as hell But that don't mean I want you back No, I ain't foolish now (foolish now, foolish now) I can't look stupid now 22, I got my mind right (my mind right, my mind right) I learned girls like you ain't my type (ain't my type, ain't my type) I had to let you go to see the real you (you, you) That shit, it opened up my eyesight, yeah Spreading lies about me to like all of your friends See you roll your eyes when I would mention the Benz You told me get a backup plan and watch what I spend Now you living with your parents Got them paying your rent I tried to get you here, and get you motivated (motivated) But you ain't got no passion, you just smoking lately Every single day, all you wanna do is lay Girl, there's nothing left to say I'm just glad we parted ways Yeah, I'm glad we parted ways I just seen you on the 'gram I'm glad you're doing well (doing well) You still look cute as hell But that don't mean I want you back No, I ain't foolish now (foolish now, foolish now) I can't look stupid now Parted ways yeah, yeah we parted ways (parted ways, parted ways), uh Yeah, we parted ways Parted ways, yeah, yeah, we parted ways Uh, yeah, we parted ways Yeah we parted ways, what a season I'm not searching for a love for no reason Yeah, just for it to go to waste I would rather drown or wrap a bag around my face Aye, keep my mind straight Your phone on vibrate, and I lay Any bullshit thrown up in my way I remember when we used to chill at my place Thought you were the one Now I'm looking at you sideways Goddamn, man, it's funny how things change Back then I would've boughten you a wedding ring (wedding ring, wedding ring) Now it just seems strange But I still feel the pain I just seen you on the 'gram I'm glad you're doing well (doing well, doing well) You still look cute as hell But that don't mean I want you back No, I ain't foolish now I can't look stupid now Parted ways, yeah, yeah, we parted ways (parted ways, parted ways), uh Yeah, we parted ways Parted ways yeah, yeah we parted ways (parted ways, parted ways), uh Yeah, we parted ways (parted ways, parted ways)