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Roadside Assistance
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Roadside Assistance was released on June 22, 2018 by TF Entertainment as a part of the album Roadside Assistance - Single
June 22, 2018
LabelTF Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
BPM80
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Damjonboi)
[Verse 2]
It get cold out this bitch
This main fuckin' reason I got my pole out this bitch
He get roadside assistance if he want some of this shit
He get curbside assistance if he cop more than a brick
And I'm trappin' for a reason, ho, I'm trappin' till I'm rich
Get to clappin' till he bleedin', I ain't actin' like no bitch
[Verse 3]
No parole, but this pole I got here to leave you drop
Hollow tips, here to leave you hot, rest in peace his body
You don't know my ****, we won't stop, VIP the block
I just need a spot and Lil Burba and them gon' watch for cops
Re-up on my line, it's that time, we on 75
Fifty fell in line, you gon' flip that shit for sixty-five
Ten dollar, jiggin' ass, **** lost your fuckin' mind
Damon on his grind, I'm gon' make sure we fuckin' shine
Put this on rewind, I don't swipe, bands, no decline
Bust them in knee highs, Jason Terry with this .45
Fuck that **** life, I end it like I end a live
And all this ain't life, but this young **** can't get right
I ain't make it to the league, but I can fuck an NBA **** wife
[Verse 4]
If it's a problem, let me know out this bitch
When that foreign roll up, I'm 'bout to roll out this bitch
Got two of them RP's, fuck the soul out a bitch
She off her oppie to a fuck, she suck the soul out my dick, ay
[Verse 5]
You want these problems, let me know out this bitch
Gotta hope PP'll cook, I'm 'bout to roll out this bitch
Got the crack syringe, just pour out this bitch
And I brought my pole, know it ain't no hoes out this bitch, ay
[Verse 6]
Disrespect me, I'ma make it happen, make sure me, we animal
When I was 21, I was a savage, bitch, I'm 26
Once 26, we wasn't old enough to drive that bitch
My new bitch suck cold, I'm tryna hide this bitch
Twenty P's of that strong high, I'ma hide this shit
RGS, PGK, the streets behind this shit
You ain't seen Dame Dot, he on that grind and shit
You ain't seen Sada Baby, he on that shinin' shit
If it ain't about that check, Ion care about it
Main **** love that talk, don't even care about you
Won't no **** touch a hair on my fuckin body
Next time you see me, might see a Maserati
[Verse 7]
(Pussy) 'Bout to get a foreign out the whip
And shit was boring, now I'm turnt up, I'm tourin' off this shit
Fuck a quarterback wife, don't play football for shit
You wish you could call for something but you can't call for shit
You done fucked up your name, now you a lame, you ain't know shit
Lil Brinks will come through, put a Brinks truck on you
How I'ma paint 50, shoot blue hundreds
Armored guard hold two hundreds
Hit a ho ****, one 99 will last with it
[Verse 8]
I'ma hit this bitch with it, big spender, front seat
Trickin' when I sit with her, gave my young dog a skelly
Copped a spliff with it, stretched 'em a hanger, showed 'em how to put his
Mix with it, dope dealin', we be payin' bills off that fish scale
Top sack, all of my life, I know this shit sell
Hatin' **** gon' be mad when that ship sail
Put yo bitch on a hound dog in her pigtails
Family just a ware, that mean that you gon' earn that
Hits a bridge to get to me or my mama, how I burn that
Hoein' ****, me a skeeze, pullin' up, where's scurn at?
Ain't never been no bitches or no hoes, and you gon' learn that
There ain't never been no bitches or no hoes, and you gon' learn that
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