[Intro: Ro$ama]
(Shoot that ho, Jabari)
(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)
Bitch
[Verse 1: BigXthaPlug]
Ayy, pour up a four of some Wock', I been leanin' like crazy
Niggas can't take my spot 'cause they lazy
You know I been running this shit for a minute, the fuck? Niggas tryna erase me
All these bad bitches be tryna rape me
These niggas get greedy, then start actin' shady
I come from the block, know that shit kind of made me
Now I ball every season like Brady
And these niggas broke, that's the reason they hatin'
Hit his bitch with a stroke, now she stalking my page
I'm lockеd in with the Locs, so you know what I'm bangin'
Got partners that's Bloods, I don't care what thеy claiming
'Cause we hit the club, if I swing, then they swingin'
Just got some new drip and I can't even name it
I just got a new whip, that bitch pushing two-eighty
It's crazy, I just spent a brick on my baby
We're selling three fives, ballin' hard like I'm KD
What's rule number five? Think that they safe tryna play me
You know we outside, that's your city that raised me
I'm lit, who you know making M's from the pavement
I came a long way from hittin' licks like the Takers
Been ballin' so hard, kinda feel like the Lakers
Ro Kobe, I'm Shaq and these niggas is faking
600 4L, bitch, come sign to the label
[Verse 2: Ro$ama]
I really been having this shit on lock, go check the keypad and deadbolt
Try to reach for my chain and get reunited with Jesus and all of your dead folks
See, I started with raw, then I went cooked up the rock before people's elbow
Ran over the game and then I start smoking these niggas, Suge Knight in the red coat
I been having more chicken than Chick-fil-A, tell Ben Frank, "It's my pleasure"
Went and studied sororities, Alphas, Omega, just in case I need to step better
See, I'm in the spot with 'bout fifty O's, nigga, Floyd Mayweather
I been getting paper, yes, I'm on top of my shit, I'm a motherfuckin' page header
Bang orange and blue like the Astros
Diamonds swim on me like a tadpole
Just to give me an edge, I start sippin' oil, my double cup full of that Castrol
And you know that I'm hot, Tabasco
Gold ropes on me like a lasso
Try to get out of pocket and get your ass smoked like a Cuban, Fidel Castro
[Verse 3: BigXthaPlug]
Ayy, since a nigga came up, I ain't even gon' lie, I been having my way, fucking bad hoes
Yeah, I got me some money, but don't think it's funny
The fuck, do you think that this bag for?
I just got a new glizzy, my clip is extended, he run, bet I knock off his backbone
I ain't gon' lie, my shit roll like a trap phone
Hit the road, get the bag and come back home
[Verse 4: Ro$ama]
Steady spittin' this shit like a camel
Burberry coat came from a mammal
And the stick on me and I'm ready to fire, I feel like a motherfuckin' candle
Go out in the blaze like Just
Talk too much shit and get flushed
In the Airbnb, probably get my dick sucked while I beat all these levels in Candy Crush
[Verse 5: BigXthaPlug]
You can't stay at my crib, pick your panties up
Oh, you mad? Well, ha-ha, ho, you let me fuck
I just know you lil' niggas ain't man enough
Made me a mill' in a year, ho, I ran it up
[Verse 6: Ro$ama]
See, I learned how to step in these Gucci shoes
Designated to drive and shoot it too
Catch me at a pool party with so many women that still tryna show me they hoot-a-doo (I do it)
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