Airbnb Lyrics

Straight to the bank
It’s sydney city I’m a cash converter
Say they really in the sitch
But we the ones they calling earners
Brodi still be in the cage
And praying for a better day
But never seeing right and wrong
As long as we be getting paid
Le jours de mec qui
Évidé le flique est on chase la kishta
They talking shit up on the net
Like “We could never be dem”
We make it freezing cuz ik it’s cold outside
But lil broski brought the heater n he said we wanna ride

My brudda hussle got the coca cola ready for ur nose
Bro said he on a rampage he ready for the hoes
Every ** tryna roll he a joke that ** broke
Put a sock on the alarm like fuck the host I’m tryna smoke
We wanna drink n party
Flick some shawtys
3 man army in a 2 bed airbnb
Your girlfriend staring at me
2am got the 2 of them sharing me

I put a best-friend and a dead friend in a rover
I got bad bitches hanging off my shoulder yh
My bro or his bread into a toaster yh
So step correct pussy or it’s over x2

She bad I can tell
Tryna put her on a shelf
What my broski steps with is bad for your health
Smoke a z with zero cos them man take l’s
Why wait for christmas?
Every season ski got bells
I ain’t tryna be her boyfriend
I’m tryna get some brain and cut
She wanted convo I said fuck off cos I’m flaming up
She wanna party she too naughty
So I’m flicking her
She brown and bad in da function, put my dick in her

Nah k don’t die for nyash
Think she bad when she isn’t that
Call me walter white
How we moving cah we be breaking bad
Tryna get these things that I never could but I wish I had
And soon we gonna go to some places ain’t ever gonna land
Huh
Ain’t ever gonna land
Had to elevate paper
For I became a man
I dabbled up in the business
Selling cola like a corner man
I never had a plan
But the coca it had me seeing grands

I put a best-friend and a dead friend in a rover
I got bad bitches hanging off my shoulder yh
My bro or his bread into a toaster yh
So step correct pussy or it’s over x2