[Intro]
(Ooh, Rell)
[Verse 1]
This Clase Azul got me reckless
Got me dumpin' 'za ash all over my necklace (Damn)
Pussy cost a thousand, the head was priceless
Smoke weed, drink lean, I got a lot of vices (Lot of vices)
Walk in on gang, you gon' see a lot of ice kits (RGS, RGS)
We'll beat a nigga ass to death in some white sticks
My bitches took a trip to China (To China)
Heard they got the fire wigs there, she tryna buy 'em (She tryna buy 'em)
I ain't bustin' down none of these bags, I'm 'bout to fly 'em
I ain't 'bout to bake none of these chickеns, I'ma fry 'em
Had to use my son bottle for thе drank, he was cryin' (Yeah)
You'd be in jail if bein' broke was a crime (Broke boy)
Bitch, you can go swimmin', my backyard got a pond (Mwah)
You can get what you want, bitch, I got a magic wand (Yeah)
We be drinkin' clean 'cause we got it from the pharm'
Chrome hoodie only time my heart on my arm
[Chorus]
One thing I'm not tryna do is go federal (Woo, woo)
Ask me if I ever took a loss, nigga, several (I took a lot of them bitches)
Nigga, all I'm tryna do is spin like a merry-go (Spin)
I was 'bout to roll an opp pack, but it's already rolled
Prayed to God for a colder heart, 'cause it's already cold (Ice, ice)
I'll get a nigga— you already know (You already know)
[Verse 2]
Pass you to my nigga, that's a give-and-go (You can have this bitch)
No, this ain't no cheese from yesterday, this a different roll
Naw, this ain't the bitch from yesterday, this a different ho (Mwah)
Say you paid what for that pop? What you sippin' on? (What you drinkin'?)
You gotta know these hoes for everybody, what you trippin' on?
You gotta know it's sixty in that mag, that's why the clip so long (Drrr)
Me and broke niggas, we don't get along (Hell nah)
I think I had a bad day, I'm 'bout to sip a four
I'm finna go and blow a bag on my stripper ho (Blow some racks on her)
I think I hear some money knockin', nigga, get the door
[Chorus]
One thing I'm not tryna do is go federal (Woo, woo)
Ask me if I ever took a loss, nigga, several (I took a lot of them bitches)
Nigga, all I'm tryna do is spin like a merry-go (Spin)
I was 'bout to roll an opp pack, but it's already rolled
Prayed to God for a colder heart, 'cause it's already cold (Rell On The Track, ice, ice)
I'll get a nigga— you already know (You already know)
(Ooh, Rell)
[Verse 1]
This Clase Azul got me reckless
Got me dumpin' 'za ash all over my necklace (Damn)
Pussy cost a thousand, the head was priceless
Smoke weed, drink lean, I got a lot of vices (Lot of vices)
Walk in on gang, you gon' see a lot of ice kits (RGS, RGS)
We'll beat a nigga ass to death in some white sticks
My bitches took a trip to China (To China)
Heard they got the fire wigs there, she tryna buy 'em (She tryna buy 'em)
I ain't bustin' down none of these bags, I'm 'bout to fly 'em
I ain't 'bout to bake none of these chickеns, I'ma fry 'em
Had to use my son bottle for thе drank, he was cryin' (Yeah)
You'd be in jail if bein' broke was a crime (Broke boy)
Bitch, you can go swimmin', my backyard got a pond (Mwah)
You can get what you want, bitch, I got a magic wand (Yeah)
We be drinkin' clean 'cause we got it from the pharm'
Chrome hoodie only time my heart on my arm
[Chorus]
One thing I'm not tryna do is go federal (Woo, woo)
Ask me if I ever took a loss, nigga, several (I took a lot of them bitches)
Nigga, all I'm tryna do is spin like a merry-go (Spin)
I was 'bout to roll an opp pack, but it's already rolled
Prayed to God for a colder heart, 'cause it's already cold (Ice, ice)
I'll get a nigga— you already know (You already know)
[Verse 2]
Pass you to my nigga, that's a give-and-go (You can have this bitch)
No, this ain't no cheese from yesterday, this a different roll
Naw, this ain't the bitch from yesterday, this a different ho (Mwah)
Say you paid what for that pop? What you sippin' on? (What you drinkin'?)
You gotta know these hoes for everybody, what you trippin' on?
You gotta know it's sixty in that mag, that's why the clip so long (Drrr)
Me and broke niggas, we don't get along (Hell nah)
I think I had a bad day, I'm 'bout to sip a four
I'm finna go and blow a bag on my stripper ho (Blow some racks on her)
I think I hear some money knockin', nigga, get the door
[Chorus]
One thing I'm not tryna do is go federal (Woo, woo)
Ask me if I ever took a loss, nigga, several (I took a lot of them bitches)
Nigga, all I'm tryna do is spin like a merry-go (Spin)
I was 'bout to roll an opp pack, but it's already rolled
Prayed to God for a colder heart, 'cause it's already cold (Rell On The Track, ice, ice)
I'll get a nigga— you already know (You already know)
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