Letra

I'm on a roll Shawty be with me on the road I been the man, dipped im dabbin in fucking gold Diamonds on me biting they wiling outta control Whip it and we flying I hit the gas and I go Smoking on exotic, a product of something cold You don't want a problem, I'm popping off, let it blow 100 for the walk, and I that double that for a show Couple in the cup, whip it up and I sip it slow I'm on a roll Shawty be with me on the road I been the man, dipped im dabbin in fucking gold Diamonds on me biting they wiling outta control Whip it and we flying I hit the gas and I go Smoking on exotic, a product of something cold You don't want a problem, I'm popping off, let it blow 100 for the walk, and I that double that for a show Couple in the cup, whip it up and I sip it slow I just made a bag for the walkthrough It ain't about the paper I don't talk to him Dead man we gon have to bring the chalk to him Lay him out flat every bullet boutta walk through him Floody the Patek No stress When I give it to lil mama I be all up in her chest No flex I ain't in it if it ain't about a check, go fetch I got all you little puppies by the neck, so step I don't pop shit I just drop hits Flying through the sky, see me shine through the cock pit Shawty she a vibe, I'm the top pick Got em all covering they necks like an ostrich I'm sick... ha Who really got it like me? I ain't been popping like a monster but I pop like a beast They couldn't stop me if the wanted I'm so hot in the street I know the plotting how to drop it cause they wanna be me, damn Imma big fish Dawg you a quick lick Remember I used to pop six sticks just to stop this I be getting rich, don't flinch, this a big swing Water on my wrist, don't tick, it's a rich thing I'm on a roll Shawty be with me on the road I been the man, dipped im dabbin in fucking gold Diamonds on me biting they wiling outta control Whip it and we flying I hit the gas and I go Smoking on exotic, a product of something cold You don't want a problem, I'm popping off, let it blow 100 for the walk, and I that double that for a show Couple in the cup, whip it up and I sip it slow On the road, shorty posing like its vogue Its a different type of bag you getting 20 for a show I was popping tags when i was cooking on the stove Now i make it, spend the racks then make it back when i perform Put her pussy on the map, she gon' throw it, throw it back They be looking for the cash, told em look inside the bag Homie i dont wanna brag, but i see you running laps But you say you get the bag but we know thats not a fact Ima show you how to black, blacking out, shit. Everything is wet, dripping wet, thats a fountain Coming for your man, get your man, man down If you coming for my bag what you said? Stand down WOAH Homie I be balling I'm a hot boy Fucking superstars and I'm No Rookie im the top choice Diamonds on me dancing watch my Diamonds hit the 'Bloccboy' VeeVees on my neck i watch my diamonds milly rock boy. I'm on a roll Shawty be with me on the road I been the man, dipped im dabbin in fucking gold Diamonds on me biting they wiling outta control Whip it and we flying I hit the gas and I go Smoking on exotic, a product of something cold You don't want a problem, I'm popping off, let it blow 100 for the walk, and I that double that for a show Couple in the cup, whip it up and I sip it slow
Writer(s): Joseph Fusco Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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