Lyrics Anthony Russo – Whitewash Fantasies

Let’s pull up some more
Roll up some more
Yeah sell out the show
Then fly out the coast

Where the fuck the money at baby
Put it in a duffel bag baby
I treat ’em like a hundred bag baby
Cause I give ’em hit after, hit after, hit after, hit after, after hit
I’m done
I’m out with the stereotypes, but that’s okay
I had a stereo life, yeah
Organically made
Self made
The man he became
People may hate but we just

Let’s pull up some more
Roll up some more
Yeah sell out the show
Then fly out the coast
Yeah hideout some more
Then ride out some more

I’m hands on, get your hands off
No problem I can’t solve
Strong stack all around me
I’m feeling like Gandalf
I just make music and you just sit in the tour
I’m cool with my shooters
And all of my producers are asleep like the bullets
I seal every loose lip
My car used to do this
I used to just do this (I used to just do this)
Say that I did it (say that I did it)
I really do shit (and I really do shit)
Say that I live it
Man who are you kidding
I might slide through but I’m never slipping
I might slide through but I’m never slipping

Let’s pull up some more
Roll up some more
Yeah sell out the show
Then fly out the coast
Yeah hideout some more
Then ride out some more
Then gon’ vibe out some more
Vibe out some more
This that whitewash fantasies
Looking at the kid like how can it be?
I’m not even gon’ blame me when I stand and bleed
If I was in your position I would be mad at me
Yeah, yeah

Let’s pull up some more
Roll up some more
Sell out shows
Fly out the coast
Hideout some more
Ride out some more
Vibe out some more
Vibe out some more

Whitewash fantasies, whitewash fantasies
Whitewash fantasies, whitewash fantasies
Whitewash fantasies, whitewash fantasies
Whitewash fantasies