Rokkin' (Remix)

Crushed ice, two cups shoutout to Texas

I'm still bangin' that screwed up

They call me exclusive AK, ay mr

Got the whole city juiced up

I'm on my Uncle Snoop shit

Rocking blue chugs

I jump on the instrumental

And leave it bruised up

They say life's a bitch, and it's too short

I ran with my young bitch, call it too short

2 iPhones 3 prepaid

Lil' momma phone last night call in

And ask for a replay young made nigga

With them billion dollar plans

To make all of my fellows

A million dollar made

First 2, what they do

These shades me 2 grand

Guess you could say I pay

For crystal clear view man

Them young niggas be like 'Dolph

You the truth man'

Got your girl a CD, cause she a new fan

Skrilla got a family, not a crewman

501's in a pair of these square

Just left the store and bought three pair

I'm in my own lane, I got my own slang

, I drop straight flames

You oughta know by now

You rockin' with one of the

I'mma wait around the point blank period

I need a fire fighter fight me

When I get behind the

You never wanted to be made

It's just that money that I like

My new name is Rod Roddy

Only talk when the price is right

Man I swear that I'm a phoon

Fuck your wife out of your sheets

And I swear that shit is

I swear I'm so disrespectful

But I can't help it

All I drive is 2-seaters

They say I'm so selfish

Super clinic, call me mister way you get that

Different colour diamonds, mismatch

Heard niggas feelings

But I don't give a fuck i'll in the woods

I'm all about them bucks