Letra In the morning Chrishan

In the morning

Featuring Kid Ink

I wake up, in the morning
Brush them haters off, in the morning
Yeah. In the morning
Yeah. In the morning
I wake up, in the morning
Brush them haters off, in the morning
Yeah. In the morning
Yeah. In the morning

Pour it up, pour another drink
Tell me how it taste
Niggas hate
We know what it is
They know what it aint
Blowing dank
I might take yo bitch
Fuck her on a mink
Oh no wait
I might take yo bitch
Feed her to the team
Bottles in the cooler
Models be from Aruba
Got medulla out in Cuba
Niggas think it’s a rumor
Til I pull up in the Martin
Stuntin like we do ah
Girls on me
Im ready to give it to em

Hit the cool meet em at the pool
Million dollar views
50 girls back up in the room
Going down the flo
Jacked up see me have a cup
Everything in 2's
Never lose kings never lose
Shawty what it do

I wake up, in the morning
Brush them haters off, in the morning
Yeah. In the morning
Yeah. In the morning
I wake up, in the morning
Brush them haters off, in the morning
Yeah. In the morning
Yeah. In the morning

Throw it up baby hit the flo
I’ll make the merry go down down
Show me how you want
Baby row that boat
Pour da mo for all these bitch niggas forever fakin
Now dat I’m famous all these women stay forever naked
Money by the ‘cino
Bitches from Puerto Rico
Shots of the henny wash it down wit that greyjo
Just a young nigga with a dream from the ghetto
Now I fuck bad bitches while they scream in the pillow

Hit the cool meet em at the pool
Million dollar views
50 girls back up in the room
Going down the flo
Jacked up see me have a cup
Everything in 2's
Never lose kings never lose
Shawty what it do

I wake up, in the morning
Brush them haters off, in the morning
Yeah. In the morning
Yeah. In the morning
I wake up, in the morning
Brush them haters off, in the morning
Yeah. In the morning
Yeah. In the morning

I said I wake up in the morning
Something round 2 clock
Bout to do it big nigga you could say I do a lot
Boom still loud boutta turn into a monsta
Middle finger up to everybody that mocked us
Now I’m on errybody roster
Higher than rasta
I aint even conscious
All that cheap talk I don’t even pay attention
We dont hold money baby
Let it burn like head system
Close to my dreams
I could feel it in inches
I’m a half skinned getting paid
Like I’m living off of pension
Like a episode of maid
Yeah my life is like a TV show
I wake up in the morning
You can call me a cereal.. killer

I wake up, in the morning
Brush them haters off, in the morning
Yeah. In the morning
Yeah. In the morning
I wake up, in the morning
Brush them haters off, in the morning
Yeah. In the morning
Yeah. In the morning