[Verse 1 Rico Swavae] Yo, Where that boombap? I need it when it I rap Its therapeutic to my soul like Mars Ill over Raw Mat Plus, I move when I flow. Gotta keep it going No steering wheel when I veer into or switch lanes I got this skateboard Early in the morning I gotta wakeboard, I get on my knees pray Thank God for this magnificent day that he made Im in beast mode, when I eat these Fritos and I hit the streets bro, every time I skate And I popped some tree on that vert cause I gotta keep it blunt, so homie throw away the weed Homie passing me some weed though But I do not weed smoke... Because my skateboard already made out of tree For my homies I got made love. Everywhere we go you know we skate hard, and we skate tar, and we also skate whatever we can, grind my metal on that ledge, even our necks, so everything we do Its cutthroat! Living suicidal, kill my flesh everyday, I die daily Failure to nail this next trick then I guess Ill die fakie, blood on the floor my laces...What? I guess its face plant, gotta keep it green like I recycle, BMX, or would you Be My X like my girlfriend cycle They aint using they feet like me or Michael Moon spiraling. Moon walking But whatever man! Moon talking, high off the wood the weather, man Also high off this concrete kicker ramp...Flip a flap Homie on the edge like a cliffhanger, not because I skate a thine line like wire hanger But, its cause Im bout to drop in, no lions in den like Daniel Fire in my belly cause I only had like one sandwich. Aahhh well This two liter coke my sweat towel gonna keep me fresh, no crest, wear a vest... Cause its hot, and we about to roll to my favorite spot. And we bout to? And we bout to roll to my favorite spot [Hook]x3 Just another day for some skating...
skate, skateboard, moon, weed, wakeboard