Sundown in Eleuthera

Add a little bit of that sauce on there
Having high speed chases with the coast guard
(La Música de Harry Fraud)
Throwing parties at the boat launch
Having high-speed chases with the coast guard

Uh, yeah
Buying super fast cars, though we drive 'em slow
Swinging through the neighborhood
They ain't seen this one before
Oh there he go
Hustle hard is all he know
Homie got plenty to show
Andretti wear that Presi, though he drive a Rolls
Got a Ferrari, too, but he comfortable in them '64s
That boss bitch took my attention off them silly hoes
But she can't knock me off my grind,
'Cause I stand ten toes, like all the time
Cleats in the turf, we puts in work, provide a wave to surf
Club only for official members who started with me
Ground up from the dirt
Recognize your self worth
Then you make your name on this Earth
They tried to play me, but I peeped 'em first
Them backup cameras when that Beamer coupe reverse

Down the mansion driveway
Automatic iron gates
Game sharp as razor blades
So high I could fly away

L, ya
Throwing parties at the boat launch
Having high-speed chases with the coast guard
(Chases with the mother fucking coast guard)

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Throwing parties at the boat launch
Having high-speed chases with the coast guard
Eh, eh, eh, like, uh

Lift the anchor, set sail
Charter course toward the mil'
In the end we prevail
All bread, fresh or stale
At the shore, where them fools await the bales
Or in the parking lot in the rain
Makin' them cars fishtail
Slinging that raw fish scale
Underground brick sales
Only a boss in this deal
Gotta peep out the detail
Whipping the Porsche 'round the guard rail
You could tell he was taught well

Throwing parties at the boat launch
Having high-speed chases with the coast guard
Throwing parties at the boat launch
Having high-speed chases with the coast guard
(High-speed chases with the mother fucking coast guard)
(High-speed chases with the coast guard)
Throwing parties at the boat launch
Having high-speed chases with the coast guard
None of the bad bitches know y'all
You think you on, but you so off
Think you on, but you so off, yeah