Ross
Don't say you sliding when you know that you ain't sliding
Don't say you sliding when you know that you ain't sliding
Don't say you sliding when you know that you ain't sliding
Woo
Yeah okay
Yeah okay
Yeah okay
Yeah okay
Yeah okay
Yeah okay
Yeah okay
Yeah okay
You can't step how I step nigga these are not your feet
You can't talk how I talk nigga these are not your teeth
I'm gone load up the chopper nigga I could clear a team
I just turned my toilet purple I keep sipping on that lean
Let's go
Yeah okay
You ain't one of us
You ain't one of us
Her pussy so good I ain't wanna bust
I hit it so good left her dented up
I smoke it out the O you smoke a twenty buck
Duffle bag full of cash I ain't signing shit
Run it up, run it up, got to get it quick
Keep a rod
Keep a pole like I'm bout to fish
Run it up, run it up, run it up
Duffle bag full of cash I ain't signing shit
Run it up, run it up, got to get it quick
Keep a rod
Keep a pole like I'm bout to fish
Run it up, run it up, run it up
Hit that thot
Make it pop for a fucking ring
I seen my spot
Make a hit bitch I never miss
I'm sending shots like
Boom boom boom boom boom
Leave that pussy dead
I'm at the top you looking up to me
Boy just watch your head
I done mixed the Bape up with Supreme
You don't fuck with us what do you mean
Yeah, I got something hanging out my jeans
It's gone hit him if he talking down on me
I don't fuck with no thot
In the cup bitch it's dirty
Sticks in the cuts and my pockets gaining thirty
I eat at Nobu while your man buy you Mc flurry
Bitch I can not spend no fucking time I'm in a hurry
I just be like run it up
Pole on me shorty
She know that I'm running she see that my numbers up
She just get mad at a dozen
I love a dozen cause I know she here for the honey buns
I'm rocking that Gosha, acid tee, feel me jeans, ten on me, sticking out with a pole yeah
Fashion
I know shorty love me when she my diamonds dancing
It is always someone told the devil bout me messing
Everybody spiritual they might take me for ransom
Woo
For ransom
I don't know what you was thinking you know I keep it on me it just be tucked
I had a feeling shawty was for the streets yeah shawty ended up a slut
I had a feeling that it was love yeah now I know it was lust
Now I'm meeting bitches that know I'm just here tryna fuck
Yeah
Just trying to fuck
Now I get paid to dog over these beats and I love it yeah lil bitch I'm up
Huh
Yeah
Bitch I'm what's up
Codeine wockharedt dreaming
Fell in love with the cup
Duffel bag full of cash I ain't signing shit
Run it up, run it up, got to get it quick
Keep a rod
Keep a pole like I'm bout to fish
Run it up, run it up, run it up
Duffel bag full of cash I ain't signing shit
Run it up, run it up, got to get it quick
Keep a rod
Keep a pole like I'm bout to fish
Run it up, run it up, run it up