Top Songs By The Combine
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Combine
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kace The Producer
Songwriter
Forrest Westering
Songwriter
Orlando Solano
Songwriter
Lyrics
New drip
In the morning counting chips
Iced out wrist
Round the world taking trips
She wanna get in the VIP
She wanna take a lil sip
Said that she wanna be a part of the team
Watching the game and get flipped
Drown em with the wave when I park the whip
All dem go insane when I park the whip
All dis ice be shining in the dark, that's it
She in da the club going crazy when I park the whip
Walkin bout what I'm talkin bout
Real nigga by all accounts
Donned a suit you can't pronounce
Even haters can't help but bounce
Lift hands from the wheel
Watch the whip just park itself
I'm all in before the cards dealt
And so hot, carbon fiber melt
Boutta buy stock in Ray Ban
Future lookin too bright
Light skin with some green eyes
And a chain like a night light
This here lil light of mine
Lord knows ima let it shine
Chain made like career goals
Diamond, more than one time
Make moves while I take calls
Sip wine while I burn raws
Money always been a motivator
Drop hits while I take y'alls
Valet nigga just cuz
Toss keys, time to get buzzed
We the show comin half time
Combine in what we trust
We told you its over
Now y'all are baring some witness
Stay in lane, or I'll make you lame
Y'all niggas need driver assistance
My Black car with a white top
Pull up in they blind spot
Park the whip if they talkin shit
Give em work then a mic drop
New drip
In the morning counting chips
Iced out wrist
Round the world taking trips
She wanna get in the VIP
She wanna take a lil sip
Said that she wanna be a part of the team
Watching the game and get flipped
Drown em with the wave when I park the whip
All dem go insane when I park the whip
All dis ice be shining in the dark, that's it
She in da the club going crazy when I park the whip
Yeah
Yo this is Spontaneous Worldwide baby
Ayo DJ Joey C
Look man
We getting this muthafucking money this year right
Y'all rockin with The Combine
My nigga Triune, E.Q nigga
It's getting crazy
I'm one of dem niggas that didn't need a royalty check to go cop me a Benz
I'm one of dem niggas that get to that bag but never talk about my wins
I'm one of dem niggas that been through it all and see it through another lens
I'm one of dem niggas that never follow others rather imma start the trends
Slick talk through the hustle
Pit stops be the struggle
I'm in my lane
Shift off on the trouble
Lift off on the buckle
Niggas is vein
We finna get it the same
The shit they be whipping is lame
Bent in the frame
Mad they in front of they bitch and they engine ain't revving the same
We in a different arena
The cars that we got got a different demeanor
The foreigns we push be at minimum beamers
The music we making will rip through ya speakers
Bad chic with the features
On a drag strip in Ibiza
Got my grams up with the cops low
On the ave lit with my green up
New drip
In the morning counting chips
Iced out wrist
Round the world taking trips
She wanna get in the VIP
She wanna take a lil sip
Said that she wanna be a part of the team
Watching the game and get flipped
Drown em with the wave when I park the whip
All dem go insane when I park the whip
All dis ice be shining in the dark, that's it
She in da the club going crazy when I park the whip
Writer(s): Orlando Solano, Cody Knazze, Forrest Westering
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