Lyrics Scene - 6am

Roll with me, most dime in the whole city
Prime time, smoke an O with me
So fine, you can roll with me
Louis V filled with old fifties
Ace of spades I feel like Hov baby
Tell me somethin′ I don't know baby
Gods gift I feel like Cole baby
In a Mercedes yeah

I′ve been away on the road
Tryna break bank for the bros
I've been just chasin' a bag
I don′t have time for these hoes
All of my bitches are bad and they goals
Heartbreak don′t hurt when you don't have a soul
Everyone movin′ like clones
Flip my dinero bitch leave me alone
Medusa head on me, you that know that I'm stoned

Oz′s of weed
Fallin' for me losin′ friends tho
Fightin' with me yet again tho
Baby you movin' so senseless
Got none of your senses, get back in the benz though
5% all on the tints though
She feelin′ upset ′cause she didn't fuck with the new rental
Sayin′ it's love but that shit don′t exist in this bitch though

Baby don't wait on this
Booty so big that I put all my weight on it
Kill for my food and I′m buildin' the table and plate on it
Remember when they would pull up just to hate on it
Talkin' that bullshit but none of it get to me
Brothers and enemies sitting right next to me
You couldn′t think of my frequency
Feelin′ like I took an ecstasy pill
Your girl is with you but she's next to me still
Phone in her clutch
Sayin′ she loves me too much
Feel like LeBron in the clutch
Say I'm a freak ′cause she lovin' the way we go buck
Good girl but she likin′ it rough
Life is a gamble I don't fall for a bluff
We goin' way back in this bitch like some chucks
Somethin′ that make me feel nice in my cup

Life is a gamble I don′t fall for a bluff
Somethin' that make me feel nice in my cup

Whole team about to go roll
Shawty with me on the phone
I′ve been just chasin' a bag
I don′t have time for these hoes
Most of y'all pre on your IG′s and move round like clones
Money my motive, moved keys on the low
Profile not matching, you sneak right past the po'
You got a thing for the kid and we know
Never gon' wait for the moment I go

I′ve been away on the road
Tryna break bank for the bros
I′ve been just chasin' a bag
I don′t have time for these hoes
All of my bitches are bad and they goals
Heartbreak don't hurt when you don′t have a soul
Everyone movin' like clones
Flip my dinero bitch leave me alone
Medusa head on me, you that know that I′m stoned

Oz's of weed
Fallin' for me losin′ friends tho
Fightin′ with me yet again tho
Baby you movin' so senseless
Got none of your senses, get back in the benz though
5% all on the tints though
She feelin′ upset 'cause she didn′t fuck with the new rental
Sayin' it′s love but that shit don't exist in this bitch though