Night Rider 2.0 - Calos

Night Rider 2.0 - Calos

  • Year of release: 2018
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 2:49

Below is the lyrics of the song Night Rider 2.0 , artist - Calos with translation

Lyrics " Night Rider 2.0 "

Original text with translation

Night Rider 2.0

Calos

Pullin up in Panama inside a Panamera

Got my whole team take a picture need a panorama

338 yellow clip like a damn banana

Riding the wave, tide rolling word to Alabama

I’m a beast, I’m a rider in the night time

When I might shine, eyes low now my sight blind

Buncha bitches when I’m scrolling down my timeline

Rocket ship high, I’m a fucking little Einstein

Get it?

Getting brain like psychology

Sorry for the wait, you don’t need a damn apology

Haters wanna be me, fanboying from the thought of me

Adding up dividers then subtract to get equality

Three thirty eight be the crew

I’m feeling like drake but from my point of view

Need help baby girl tutor that’s a coupe

Come thru to the crib we can chill what it do

Me and E-Go boutta muster up the cash

Been a minute, gotta ketchup, and we relish on the past

Hold up

Was that a line of condiments, nah that was common sense, I’m like a snake,

i move in silence, like I joined anonymous

No I ain’t into politics, it’s all a comic script, I’m in your head like a

neurologist, lyrical hippopotamus

E-Go mi amigo culture shit we anthropologists

Study up your studies, you studying all the oligists

Back and forth now we swayin like a see-saw

You ain’t got the answers, Lion, we are

More like a Tyga, Ayo, T-Raw

Baring out now I’m going dumb like a retard

02 050 you know THat Part

Doggystyle, Hit it from the back, ridge, hacksaw

You don’t want these hands bro, yeah yo better back off

Feeling like Pat Morita, wax on, wax off

Mister miyagi, going kamikaze, bout to blow like we in Benghazi,

gassed up but I ain’t a nazi, wake up, lights flashing like some paparazzi

Can’t see me like my name was John, Cena dementia now my memories gone,

hold up wait a minute, nah carry on

Now pause, strike a pose, like the cameras on

Hook:

Whippin thru the night like skrt skrt skrt

5−0 all around so I put it in reverse

Numb it with some drugs cuz the bullet holes hurt

But I’m already dead catch me ridin in a hearse

Ya ya ya ya I’m already dead

Hungry for the money, but I’ll settle for the lead

Drowning in my own blood, all I see is red

Now god had a plan, reaper coming out instead

Plant a seed inside ya I’m like baby where’s the tree at

Rolled up in a blunt, I’m going green like a fiat

Pussy wet, swimming in the water like a teabag

Hit it once and give it back brother you can keep that

A proper way to react

Drop ya jaws, hands up on ya cheeks guarantee that

Now you see that, had a long damn week, someone tell me where the motha fuckin

tree at

Go ahead you can hate if you wanna

I been Steady sippin Henny, eat the pussy, benihana

Fire flame dragon spitting heat like a sauna

Imma take it when I make it yea word to my mama

Slid into my DMs, wanna kick it call her Lou Kang

Hit it from the back i pass her off and let the crew bang

Catching feelings, I don’t wanna spark a new flame

See ya, nice to meet ya, pealing off into a new lane

Ya

Pealing off into a new lane

Can ya hear me, going off, I need a mood ring

Late night, getting high, no Bruce Wayne

Missionary first, now she switching, like a mood swing

You know what, imma blow up

Got a flow so sick, make a muhfucka throw up

Pre-roll, we start when I show up

I’ve been off the muddy, sippin lean like its soda

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