Woodgrain (feat. WAV.MASTA, aka "solomon" & Louis C.)

Me you and an ocean view
Margaritas and pina coladas had to get me two
Me you and an ocean view
Put it in reverse let's get into it
(WAV MASTA)
Loose grip the steering wheel driving by the ocean
She in the passenger putting on the lotion
SPF on the skin smooth with the motion
Cherry pie thighs thinking 'bout the quotient
Drift in the whip slick locomotion
Dripping through miles cold style when I'm coasting
Bucket hat dripping Liu Kang kicking
Take another hit oh shit now I'm ghosting
Sub zero flow scorpion kicking
Welcome to hell's kitchen I've been cooking something vicious
Before you tell a soul tell your demons good riddance
Then let the world know you defeated the villain
Take a trip to Madrid Camavinga the vision
Bellingham when I'm balling hit the (splash) true precision
Down to my last now it's time to cash out
Benzema on that ass contract maxed out it's the
Wood grain uh got a new stain
New paint uh moving through lanes
Heavyweight uh I'm the new Kane
Started dry (splash) still made it rain
Wood grain uh got a new stain
New paint uh moving through lanes
Heavyweight uh I'm the new Kane
Started dry (splash) still made it rain
It's you and me baby feel like vacations is daily
Drinks on the rocks ice on the dresser
Petals on sheets what a special occasion
I fell for an angel heaven on earth and I'm praising
Body as fine as the Sistine your temples the canvas I'm paintin'
Robes off then I put you to bed wake up to the beach wavin'
Drop top cruisin' round the bend sunrise lookin' amazing
We still look better though
Tell the tourists "No photos"
Walkin 'round lookin' like postcards shouts to the day-ones back home
On the water like a filler episode catching a slice of the life
Bottle service soon as we get off the boat pouring like I'm Dionysus
Demigod status want it you can have it
Fuck the pocket-watching happiness is priceless
Aint tricking if you got it
New wood grain whippin' over old stones
Drippin through Mykonos
Sippin on mimosas
Livin life lavish donning fine fabrics blowin' good doja
Fresh wood grain floating in slo-mo
Stars out no chali kókkino
Smokin' that strong with the locals