Morning

D-Roc

Bitch, I know I do that thing

Louis V, Track' Jeep, it ain't cheap

Diamond rings, Chrome Hearts, Prada me

Baby, this fit cost a key

Wireless key, baby wanna fuck me

Thirty rounds in a .223, don't touch me

I just came through swervin', turned up with it and I'm fucked up

Had her in here swervin', drinkin', with it till she thrown up

High in this bitch, hopin' morning don't come yet

I wave this stick 'round and 'round till they run, yeah

If a bitch cross that line, if a bitch cross that line

I got these bitches in a line, I make 'em all drop a dime

Bitch, I had to turn that 'round, I was broke, I was down

Till I went and ran back up them M's, tell that broke bitch, "You clown"

Pussy-ass **** ain't touchin' my swag, you see? Yeah, yeah

Pull up, I pull up a new G-Wagon clean, bitch, yeah, yeah

Ask your ****

Tryna tell me he ain't say nothin', we can get active, ****

Fuck you mean? I got blue racks inside my jacket, ****

I like McLaren 'cause it's faster

Fuck that waitin', she gon' take it, then I tell her, "Go, go"

Got with it, now the bitch grindin' on me slow

I'ma take your top off 'bout that fetti, bitch, gone, he gone

Buy designer switch for every bitch havin' sex in the room

Bitch, you know I do that thing

Louis V, Track' Jeep, it ain't cheap

Diamond ring, Chrome Hearts, Prada me

Baby girl, this fit a key

Wireless keys, baby wanna fuck me

Thirty rounds in a .223, don't touch me

Strapped up, it ain't safe with me

Hit across your face with heat

Make her take it, then I tell her, "Go, go"

I just came through swervin', turned up with it and I'm fucked up

Had her swervin' in this bitch and drinkin' till she thrown up

High in this bitch, hopin' morning don't come yet

I wave this stick 'round and 'round till they run, yeah

If a bitch get out of line