Letras
(Now We Live Yeah!)
(We live,Let's Go Nigga It's DJ Hol On)
(I'm off ah backwood and drank ina)
(Hol On)
(I'm off ah backwood and drank ina)
(Yeah)
(Road To Riches Tag)
(ILY DJ Tag)
(Haha these niggas not fuckin wit me man!)
I'm off ah backwood and drank in the stu!
You can catch me outside poppin out wit them blues
Shell catcher on dat hoe so i ain't leavin no clues
Shoutout to my niggas one of dem made the news
If I spot me an opp put his neck ina noose
And just like a vice never letting em loose
This not a Moncler this Canadian Goose
So I got the heat in the field with the troops
I got the heat in the field with it
These niggas too bitch they can't deal with It
Yo bitch on my dick and she she still dig It
I'm off ah honey pack I'm finna wig in It
I hit that bottle I'm taking ah swig in It
I put on that glove and I'm taking a swing in It
Jumped in that deep end I took ah lil swim in It
RTR fashion I drip wit sum trim in it
(Yuh, yuh)
I like how she wanna feel on my body
Go hit the store and we off narcotics
When I drop that rod yeah them hoes start wildin
Hit the gas in the coupe and that bitch start sliding
Blowing gas in the coupe nigga that's how I'm riding
I'm tired of these lil niggas calling this ah lil hobby
Went got in my bag while they tryna copy
I'm pulling bad bitches in the hotel lobby
Me and my niggas eating I call that common wealth
Pull up kill the scene because you that we be fresh to death (Damn)
Sipping on that potion I can feel It up In every step
I came up out that water you can call me "DJ Michael Phelps"
I came out the water but first it was mud
That's why I ain't een trippin (Not trippin)
I was down in that deep end balled every season
Pink patty perc yeah that shit had me geekin
Just faced ah backwood that shit got me tweakin
I steady been going up I'm undefeated