Текст песни Tread Tires - Rod$ta

Fuck popping Zeke
Yeah Rod$ta

Tread tires rip through the rain
I'm in the West End and these young niggas looking for stain
They popping RPs man they definitely ain't feeling yo pain
I'm praying for Marcus cuz right now he walking round here with a cane
(Woah damn woah damn)
You hating on me man I'm trying to figure out what the fuck you gone gain
When I get me a Rollie ain't bussing it down man I want that hoe plain
I get right off the flight and go straight to the show man I never be drained
(Woah damn woah damn)

I eat me a ten piece then roll me one up now I'm feeling complete
Imma hit that girl up if she ain't trying to fuck then her contact deletes
Put her on the concrete cuz my boy she is definitely meant for the streets
I hit up 3x like 3x he responded and load me with beats
Chilling at Twelve 33 I'm with Art man you definitely got check out the feets
Put in a order for Bloom new collection now I gotta wait a few weeks
I know I'm not there yet I'll know when I'm popping whenever I start having leaks
And we just rolling in fleets
Shawty gone send me the deats
I'ma say it one time man I really don't want to repeat
Getting numbers and punching them in man they just want a piece
(Yeah, Rod$ta)

Tread tires rip through the rain
I'm in the West End and these young niggas looking for stain
They popping RPs man they definitely ain't feeling yo pain
I'm praying for Marcus cuz right now he walking round here with a cane
(Woah damn woah damn)
You hating on me man I'm trying to figure out what the fuck you gone gain
When I get me a Rollie ain't bussing it down man I want that hoe plain
I get right off the flight and go straight to the show man I never be drained
(Woah damn woah damn)