Текст песни
(Chorus)
I’m on my 6th Rollie
Can’t keep ya bitch off me
They tryna build a case but that shit won’t stick on me
Bitch I’m the big homie ,
Bitch Im the big homie
I’m jus conscious rapper but I got the stick on me
(Verse 1)
Aye Coldest nigga I make summer feel like winter every summer
Y’all just gotta check the score board to see who really do the #s
Every other month, Could buy another rapper out his deal
Even tho they tried black ball me , bounced back and made It still
She got a nigga worth 200 million she leave him on read tho
She rather fuck wit a nigga who got this shit poppin from Bandos
I’m on da PJ wit 500 plates, and the pilot is on it
Im out the country , while I’m on probation
Im just trying to live homie
Shit done got rough for a second I woke up this morning Im poppin again
I barely got time to go hit up the cleaners so I just go shopping again
My Bitch got a blue check but this bitch been tripping so I had to drop her again
I got a scratch on the Rolie, but I just said fuck it and copped it again
(Chorus)
(Verse 2)
Chorus)
I’m on my 6th Rollie
Can’t keep ya bitch off me
They tryna build a case but that shit won’t stick on me
Bitch I’m the big homie ,
Bitch Im the big homie
I’m jus conscious rapper but I got the stick on me
(Verse 1)
Aye Coldest nigga I make summer feel like winter every summer
Y’all just gotta check the score board to see who really do the #s
Every other month, Could buy another rapper out his deal
Even tho they tried black ball me , bounced back and made It still
She got a nigga worth 200 million she leave him on read tho
She rather fuck wit a nigga who got this shit poppin from Bandos
I’m on da PJ wit 500 plates, and the pilot is on it
Im out the country , while I’m on probation
Im just trying to live homie
Shit done got rough for a second I woke up this morning Im poppin again
I barely got time to go hit up the cleaners so I just go shopping again
My Bitch got a blue check but this bitch been tripping so I had to drop her again
I got a scratch on the Rolie, but I just said fuck it and copped it again
(Verse 2)
Both of my bitches went shopping together
They know im da goat
Alhumdulillah, I might take my Shahara and
I could marry em both
She tryna get me to settle I told her that’s not who I am
She wants me to post to her IG I told her that’s bas for the brand
I treat my bitches like benzes how could I only have one of them
Might buy da maybach and not 580 cause bitches would front on him
I could’ve been dumbed it down on you niggas to
get on charts
I got the same car as Kylie and niggas still ducking the narcs
I bought my baby a Cuban
You rocking 10 karats My nigga yo Cubans a baby
I bought my BM a Beamer to humble her nigga
He looked at me crazy
I just gotta put these niggas in they place
Stuck between a Cullinan and a Wraith
I just put a quarter brick up in the Safe
(Chorus)