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Joey Flats
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph A Fusco
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joseph A Fusco
Engineer
Lyrics
I'm on a roll
Shawty be with me on the road
I been the man, dipped im dabbin in fucking gold
Diamonds on me biting they wiling outta control
Whip it and we flying I hit the gas and I go
Smoking on exotic, a product of something cold
You don't want a problem, I'm popping off, let it blow
100 for the walk, and I that double that for a show
Couple in the cup, whip it up and I sip it slow
I'm on a roll
Shawty be with me on the road
I been the man, dipped im dabbin in fucking gold
Diamonds on me biting they wiling outta control
Whip it and we flying I hit the gas and I go
Smoking on exotic, a product of something cold
You don't want a problem, I'm popping off, let it blow
100 for the walk, and I that double that for a show
Couple in the cup, whip it up and I sip it slow
I just made a bag for the walkthrough
It ain't about the paper I don't talk to him
Dead man we gon have to bring the chalk to him
Lay him out flat every bullet boutta walk through him
Floody the Patek
No stress
When I give it to lil mama I be all up in her chest
No flex
I ain't in it if it ain't about a check, go fetch
I got all you little puppies by the neck, so step
I don't pop shit
I just drop hits
Flying through the sky, see me shine through the cock pit
Shawty she a vibe, I'm the top pick
Got em all covering they necks like an ostrich
I'm sick... ha
Who really got it like me?
I ain't been popping like a monster but I pop like a beast
They couldn't stop me if the wanted I'm so hot in the street
I know the plotting how to drop it cause they wanna be me, damn
Imma big fish
Dawg you a quick lick
Remember I used to pop six sticks just to stop this
I be getting rich, don't flinch, this a big swing
Water on my wrist, don't tick, it's a rich thing
I'm on a roll
Shawty be with me on the road
I been the man, dipped im dabbin in fucking gold
Diamonds on me biting they wiling outta control
Whip it and we flying I hit the gas and I go
Smoking on exotic, a product of something cold
You don't want a problem, I'm popping off, let it blow
100 for the walk, and I that double that for a show
Couple in the cup, whip it up and I sip it slow
On the road, shorty posing like its vogue
Its a different type of bag you getting 20 for a show
I was popping tags when i was cooking on the stove
Now i make it, spend the racks then make it back when i perform
Put her pussy on the map, she gon' throw it, throw it back
They be looking for the cash, told em look inside the bag
Homie i dont wanna brag, but i see you running laps
But you say you get the bag but we know thats not a fact
Ima show you how to black, blacking out, shit. Everything is wet, dripping wet, thats a fountain
Coming for your man, get your man, man down
If you coming for my bag what you said? Stand down WOAH
Homie I be balling I'm a hot boy
Fucking superstars and I'm No Rookie im the top choice
Diamonds on me dancing watch my Diamonds hit the 'Bloccboy'
VeeVees on my neck i watch my diamonds milly rock boy.
I'm on a roll
Shawty be with me on the road
I been the man, dipped im dabbin in fucking gold
Diamonds on me biting they wiling outta control
Whip it and we flying I hit the gas and I go
Smoking on exotic, a product of something cold
You don't want a problem, I'm popping off, let it blow
100 for the walk, and I that double that for a show
Couple in the cup, whip it up and I sip it slow
Writer(s): Joseph Fusco
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