Lyrics Storm of Roses (feat. Jank OSS & Dre3K) - Don4Quattro

(Four)
(Yes sir)
(Yuh)
(Woah)
(I stay with some niggas)
(Uh)
(I ride with some niggas)
(Yea)
(The rain or the snow)
(Taking your gold)
(Dam)

I ride with some niggas that

(Yea)

I ride with some niggas
That slide through the rain or the snow

I bet you ain't know
I bet you ain't know them niggas gone blow

My niggas not hoes
My niggas some pros
They working them poles
They came with the metal
We taking your gold
Them boys really kettles
We leaving em cold

(Leaving em cold)

We grabbing em loads
We run through them bags
Like fuck what Usain
I feel like I'm bolt

We clearing them bowls
We get it it's sold
Got a snow lil bitch
She do what she told
Tell her bend over
She touching her toes

Got a slime lil bitch
She wiping her nose
Green lil bitch
She fuck on my bros
Dirty lil bitch
She fuck on the floor

I ride with some niggas that

(Yea)

I ride with some niggas
That slide through the rain or the snow

I bet you ain't know
I bet you ain't know them niggas gone blow

My niggas not hoes
My niggas some pros
They working them poles
They came with the metal
We taking your gold
Them boys really kettles
We leaving em cold

I'm with my niggas
We straight out the box
I put trust in my bruva
I know he won't talk
Don't put trust in these hoes
If you know she gone walk
Niggas been tipping
Seen you play with chalk
I see through you niggas
Got eyes of a hawk
I'm with my crow
So you know we a flock
I go to war with this G lock
She gave me her neck
Remind me of a peacock

(Uh)

And I cannot fuck with these niggas
Cause these niggas be lame
Brodie gone hope out the car
In the morning he letting it rain
And I get the backend straight
By the end of the day
And I get the fucking the bitch
Cause I'm loving her structure
Everyday get to the money
You gotta be productive
I'm bout to build me a bitch
Like I'm working construction
She rubbing on me
While I'm sipping some tussin

I ride with some niggas that

(Yea)

I ride with some niggas
That slide through the rain or the snow

I bet you ain't know
I bet you ain't know them niggas gone blow

My niggas not hoes
My niggas some pros
They working them poles
They came with the metal
We taking your gold
Them boys really kettles
We leaving em cold