Roadblock

Woo, uh Slim waist, big bum Rolex Datejust Said she's got a man, so what My wrist froze, ice block Six car convoy, roadblock Why the ugly ones always gotta cockblock Went platinum, still on the block I won't fuck if her energy's off Apart from money, a nigga needs love Apart from shank, also use guns Apart from weed, kids don't do drugs Apart from coke, my nigga sell drugs I love my girl but her problem poor I was in the streets, you ain't in streets She sent me her postcode 'Cause she in the streets (She sent me her postcode 'Cause she in the streets) She said she got a man, heard that before She still hit it raw on my bedroom floor I feel sorry for her main man, cool guy Does he know what his girl's doing in Dubai Anyway, life's fucked, we turn up Invest in defense, that's cash on a glock Shit, still turning up the block From the block to the top of the pops Slim waist, big bum Rolex Datejust Said she's got a man, so what My wrist froze, ice block Six car convoy, roadblock Why the ugly ones always gotta cockblock Went platinum, still on the block I won't fuck if her energy's off She had them beads on her waist, it was hypnotizing Ass so fat we had to sneak her thighs in Chew my earlobe like she Mike Tyson Babygirl, I hope you know I don't like fighting I keep it in my notes but still need reminding Most of my niggas still on the block grinding Demon time 'cause she satanic Do him like Kodak, I might snipe him Real Ghana boy, they call me Akwei I scoop her from her friend like "We'll be back, chale" I push the D in, have her screaming out "Adjei!" Look, long dreads, big waps, she love all of that Operate the frontline, I'm the quarterback He was tweaking till he turned into a quarter pack Six figures, rich drillers Nod my head and watch my little brother slaughter that Slim waist, big bum Rolex Datejust Said she's got a man, so what My wrist froze, ice block Six car convoy, roadblock Why the ugly ones always gotta clockblock Went platinum, still on the block I won't fuck if her energy's off She just wanna sex me and spend my money I just wanna eat banku and smoke on Cali Don't worry about my friend over there in that bally He's a good yute but he turned one Cali Anywhere, I got to have it, it's a habit Stage show, award show, you know we brang it And lately I been feeling myself Name a girl I can't bag, I bet I pull up and I bag it If you lean on me, you might learn something She keep calling me Black Jesus If you come with me, I go make you cum Pull out game sweet, I don't want no bump I don't slow down, fuck a speed bump My own president, no, I don't mean Trump Need therapy for my brain burst This not therapy, no this are just words Yo, I was done before the night done Still on action when I'm off set I don't play fair cah there's no rules Your next caption was my old moves Live most of my life off brand I'm capable of anything, I don't think you understand Fuck her in the pool and I can't even swim Her ass is so fat but the waist so thin Slim waist, big bum Rolex Datejust Said she's got a man, so what My wrist froze, ice block Six car convoy, roadblock Why the ugly ones always gotta cockblock Went platinum, still on the block I won't fuck if her energy's off