Lyrics All Week - Ray Levant

She threw the eye-roll while I'm rollin' loud
Eyes closed I be floatin' round
Rappers be like Jack they be goin' down
Drip like Rose all froze while I watch em drown

Left a sad bitch, cuz she was average
Couldn't keep up with my car dashin'
And we really do shoot ain't no sarcasm
She blew me like a flute in an orchestra

Throw that ass all on me, bankrolls comin' all week
I was in a foreign wheel gang know I'm on with it
Throw that ass all on me, bankrolls comin' all week
I was in a foreign wheel gang know I'm on with it

(Ooo uhh)
Plenty seals I trap
Her pussy like a seal so wet (Yeah)
Tell me why you keep coming back
And why this shit keeps me down when I'm the one that left

Free right now I don't wanna go back
Direction is death and I take another step (Forreal)
Gas too loud got the whole booth deaf
Run me up bag then I do a two step

Dank same colour gate nr. 7
Kalini Asia catapult my ass straight up to heaven
Came back from this trip at 11:11
I keep playin' with this fire shit i feel like the devil

Can you tell me what I'm doin' love?
I know them pillies bout ta kill me gone but I still do lots
Let my money talk it go far and further
Feed these fat fucks macs I don't talk no burgers

Left a sad bitch, cuz she was average
Couldn't keep up with my car dashin'
And we really do shoot ain't no sarcasm
She blew me like a flute in an orchestra

Throw that ass all on me, bankrolls come in all week
I was in a foreign wheel gang know I'm on with it
Throw that ass all on me, bankrolls comin' all week
I was in a foreign wheel gang know I'm on with it

Had to stay strong even when niggas passed out
Even tho its all up in their face, they still askin' for the backround (Why?)
I got five dimensional racks now
It's a fact now

Play with the drip, she get wet down
Gang still active, whip it with my left wrist
Its needs a lotta practice to handle game we passin'
No. 9 Chanel she really smashin'

Fuck her with a passion, double D impression
Righteous in the mansion, angelic being feathers all up in the mattress
C notes in my pocket n' Im bout to get some global deposits in
All my niggas rose up from poverty
All that shit you told, it's a mockery
Imma get her wet and warm
She bout ta blow my Matterhorn
Yeah she give me mountain top
Tonic on the rocks, my gin iced out

Left a sad bitch, cuz she was average
Couldn't keep up with my car dashin'
And we really do shoot ain't no sarcasm
She blew me like a flute in an orchestra

Throw that ass all on me, bankrolls comin' all week
I was in a foreign wheel gang know I'm on with it
Throw that ass all on me, bankrolls comin' all week
I was in a foreign wheel gang know I'm on with it