Can I, can I slow this whip down Got the block on me, boy, this bitch gon' throw some rounds
I got some fire, zah-zah, man, I'm dumpin' through the town If you wanna shop, please hit my phone now
Hit this dead n***a pack, watch our wives go wow-wow If you say it's beef, man, we'll stalk your damn house
Oh, they wanna kill me so bad You really want money, so I got all mine
I know it, we gon' push the damn guy Let a n***a try to tweak, man, I'm gon' get on his ass
On the one damn plate, I just made your damn stack I cannot live the crib unless I got my damn stack
But, oh, baby girl, just hold me Damn, damn, bro, your real worth, I'll treat you like a trophy
Keep it real, spend all my tens, can't no n***a hold me Can't no n***a hold me, lil' bitch, you gon' have to show me
You ain't takin' shit off me, you gon' have to blow me You gotta love her, Lord, I love her reckless, Lord
I gotta make up for the night my momma cried Jump at me, I'm dumpin' back, it's my, my pride
And I'm puttin' up cap racks, don't believe, look at my eyes
Why these n****s hate me so bad? Gettin' dead thirst, like they gon' put me in the bag
But let a n***a tweak, man, I'm gon' blitz when I get mad I love my brethren, it's all I told them, boy, I'm about my cash
Bitch, I'm on that, plus some top-notch crepes, sippin' off some cognac
Hit the road to get them bucks, pray to God I make it home, yeah
They wanna live my life, boy, they know I'm wise and I'm steppin' for the shot
I'm rockin' with the guys, I told them, n****s, it's for life
Like, here, look, I might just take this n***a apart
You know I'ma look left in this bitch, cause I'm gon' send you right
Really, though, I'm countin' my mom and her eye
Don't know my life, but I'm tryna get rich
If I get boxed, then I ain't Roddy Ricch
Talk to the f*ck, I didn't know this was your bitch
All the hoes that did me bad, I swear they on my dick, like, why
Like, why
Shot a gun, I'm gon' fire
Free my sister, shot that bitch, I need you now
I need you now, right now
I see my opp, I see my opp, it's gon' go down
Got the balls on me, but I'm swervin' through the town
That's that biker, that's that sound
That's that damn n***a's sound
He was talkin' to them wild, now he layin' in the ground
They choppin' my hand, boy, this bitch gon' go somewhere else
My bitch, she always got it, got my hot to pass you down
My bitch, she always got it
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Can I, can I slow this whip down Got the block on me, boy, this bitch gon' throw some rounds
I got some fire, zah-zah, man, I'm dumpin' through the town If you wanna shop, please hit my phone now
Hit this dead n***a pack, watch our wives go wow-wow If you say it's beef, man, we'll stalk your damn house
Oh, they wanna kill me so bad You really want money, so I got all mine
I know it, we gon' push the damn guy Let a n***a try to tweak, man, I'm gon' get on his ass
On the one damn plate, I just made your damn stack I cannot live the crib unless I got my damn stack
But, oh, baby girl, just hold me Damn, damn, bro, your real worth, I'll treat you like a trophy
Keep it real, spend all my tens, can't no n***a hold me Can't no n***a hold me, lil' bitch, you gon' have to show me
You ain't takin' shit off me, you gon' have to blow me You gotta love her, Lord, I love her reckless, Lord
I gotta make up for the night my momma cried Jump at me, I'm dumpin' back, it's my, my pride
And I'm puttin' up cap racks, don't believe, look at my eyes
Why these n****s hate me so bad? Gettin' dead thirst, like they gon' put me in the bag
But let a n***a tweak, man, I'm gon' blitz when I get mad I love my brethren, it's all I told them, boy, I'm about my cash
Bitch, I'm on that, plus some top-notch crepes, sippin' off some cognac
Hit the road to get them bucks, pray to God I make it home, yeah
They wanna live my life, boy, they know I'm wise and I'm steppin' for the shot
I'm rockin' with the guys, I told them, n****s, it's for life
Like, here, look, I might just take this n***a apart
You know I'ma look left in this bitch, cause I'm gon' send you right
Really, though, I'm countin' my mom and her eye
Don't know my life, but I'm tryna get rich
If I get boxed, then I ain't Roddy Ricch
Talk to the f*ck, I didn't know this was your bitch
All the hoes that did me bad, I swear they on my dick, like, why
Like, why
Shot a gun, I'm gon' fire
Free my sister, shot that bitch, I need you now
I need you now, right now
I see my opp, I see my opp, it's gon' go down
Got the balls on me, but I'm swervin' through the town
That's that biker, that's that sound
That's that damn n***a's sound
He was talkin' to them wild, now he layin' in the ground
They choppin' my hand, boy, this bitch gon' go somewhere else
My bitch, she always got it, got my hot to pass you down
My bitch, she always got it
I got some fire, zah-zah, man, I'm dumpin' through the town If you wanna shop, please hit my phone now
Hit this dead n***a pack, watch our wives go wow-wow If you say it's beef, man, we'll stalk your damn house
Oh, they wanna kill me so bad You really want money, so I got all mine
I know it, we gon' push the damn guy Let a n***a try to tweak, man, I'm gon' get on his ass
On the one damn plate, I just made your damn stack I cannot live the crib unless I got my damn stack
But, oh, baby girl, just hold me Damn, damn, bro, your real worth, I'll treat you like a trophy
Keep it real, spend all my tens, can't no n***a hold me Can't no n***a hold me, lil' bitch, you gon' have to show me
You ain't takin' shit off me, you gon' have to blow me You gotta love her, Lord, I love her reckless, Lord
I gotta make up for the night my momma cried Jump at me, I'm dumpin' back, it's my, my pride
And I'm puttin' up cap racks, don't believe, look at my eyes
Why these n****s hate me so bad? Gettin' dead thirst, like they gon' put me in the bag
But let a n***a tweak, man, I'm gon' blitz when I get mad I love my brethren, it's all I told them, boy, I'm about my cash
Bitch, I'm on that, plus some top-notch crepes, sippin' off some cognac
Hit the road to get them bucks, pray to God I make it home, yeah
They wanna live my life, boy, they know I'm wise and I'm steppin' for the shot
I'm rockin' with the guys, I told them, n****s, it's for life
Like, here, look, I might just take this n***a apart
You know I'ma look left in this bitch, cause I'm gon' send you right
Really, though, I'm countin' my mom and her eye
Don't know my life, but I'm tryna get rich
If I get boxed, then I ain't Roddy Ricch
Talk to the f*ck, I didn't know this was your bitch
All the hoes that did me bad, I swear they on my dick, like, why
Like, why
Shot a gun, I'm gon' fire
Free my sister, shot that bitch, I need you now
I need you now, right now
I see my opp, I see my opp, it's gon' go down
Got the balls on me, but I'm swervin' through the town
That's that biker, that's that sound
That's that damn n***a's sound
He was talkin' to them wild, now he layin' in the ground
They choppin' my hand, boy, this bitch gon' go somewhere else
My bitch, she always got it, got my hot to pass you down
My bitch, she always got it
Writer: Tristin Morris
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid