Oceans
Light up a spliff let's get twisted
I rap on these bches like Christmas
Your main bitch at my crib like a mistress
She hoping she couldn't resist it
A lot of these nias is quick to get the
money, but I don't think they see the vision
And I need an account cause the size of my
money I'm thinking there ain't no division
Fk around try to get my attention
I'm grinding like I ain't seen my kids yet
I be running around and I count it and count
it and count it, get the fuck out my business
200 racks for the party what you call that
Club, pull up in a Rari and its all black
I'm fucking bra, you see the towel by the
door mat
I got a stripper upside down like she a Acro
[?] I got a crib like a castle
Stack fag that's why I'm talking like a
asshole
You know I'm running with the squad, with the
sauce, if you talk shit again ima hit you with
a bankroll
Pre-Hook:
Riding around with the gang
Roco all in my veins
You only get out what you gave
How the hell you think I get so paid
You never know
Do everything [?] count it then we flip it
yeah
You never know
Cause when you feel me.You gon see me in
the movie ain't it
I'm in the club, they bump my old shit
We making waves, you see the Oceans
I'm getting paper, they like ohhh, sheesh
Now drop that ass and back up off me
(Now give it up x16)
Do you wana roll, with a nia like me
All the cameras in my face say cheese
No I'm not Swizzy but I got the keys bitch
Get on your knees bch
We don't say please bch
What these niggas make in a month
I might just make in a week bitch
I'm so underage, but I'm over paid
But all these bches they just all the same
I might just rock a show in the new Toronto,
but whoo shit, I'm not Tory lanez
I mean Yeah
These niggas keep testing me yeah
And God just keeps blessing me yeah
Never had money for the club, now these
nias gotta pay to be next to me yeah
I parked the whip, I got the bikes out
But check my neck I got it iced out
I remember days when we was dead broke, we
used to walk nigga, we catch flights now
I mean Yeah
do you
Wana
Roll
With a nia like me
Ye'Ye'Ye
With a nia like me
Pre-Hook:
Riding around with the gang
Roco all in my veins
You only get out what you gave
How the hell you think I get so paid
You never know
Do everything [?] count it then we flip it
yeah
You never know
Cause when you feel me.You gon see me in
the movie ain't it
I'm in the club, they bump my old shit
We making waves, you see the Oceans
I'm getting paper, they like ohhh, sheesh
Now drop that ass and back up off me
(Now give it up x16)
Da LES:
And when I pull up with your mamie you gon
give it up
Watch you mamie hit the lotto, when she give
it up
You ain't seen it in a moment when you give
it up
You niggas know the motto better give it up
Pre-Hook:
Riding around with the gang
Roco all in my veins
You only get out what you gave
How the hell you think I get so paid
You never know
Do everything [?] count it then we flip it
yeah
You never know
Cause when you feel me.You gon see me in
the movie ain't it
I'm in the club, they bump my old shit
We making waves, you see the Oceans
I'm getting paper, they like ohhh, sheesh
Now drop that ass and back up off me
(Now give it up x16)
I rap on these bches like Christmas
Your main bitch at my crib like a mistress
She hoping she couldn't resist it
A lot of these nias is quick to get the
money, but I don't think they see the vision
And I need an account cause the size of my
money I'm thinking there ain't no division
Fk around try to get my attention
I'm grinding like I ain't seen my kids yet
I be running around and I count it and count
it and count it, get the fuck out my business
200 racks for the party what you call that
Club, pull up in a Rari and its all black
I'm fucking bra, you see the towel by the
door mat
I got a stripper upside down like she a Acro
[?] I got a crib like a castle
Stack fag that's why I'm talking like a
asshole
You know I'm running with the squad, with the
sauce, if you talk shit again ima hit you with
a bankroll
Pre-Hook:
Riding around with the gang
Roco all in my veins
You only get out what you gave
How the hell you think I get so paid
You never know
Do everything [?] count it then we flip it
yeah
You never know
Cause when you feel me.You gon see me in
the movie ain't it
I'm in the club, they bump my old shit
We making waves, you see the Oceans
I'm getting paper, they like ohhh, sheesh
Now drop that ass and back up off me
(Now give it up x16)
Do you wana roll, with a nia like me
All the cameras in my face say cheese
No I'm not Swizzy but I got the keys bitch
Get on your knees bch
We don't say please bch
What these niggas make in a month
I might just make in a week bitch
I'm so underage, but I'm over paid
But all these bches they just all the same
I might just rock a show in the new Toronto,
but whoo shit, I'm not Tory lanez
I mean Yeah
These niggas keep testing me yeah
And God just keeps blessing me yeah
Never had money for the club, now these
nias gotta pay to be next to me yeah
I parked the whip, I got the bikes out
But check my neck I got it iced out
I remember days when we was dead broke, we
used to walk nigga, we catch flights now
I mean Yeah
do you
Wana
Roll
With a nia like me
Ye'Ye'Ye
With a nia like me
Pre-Hook:
Riding around with the gang
Roco all in my veins
You only get out what you gave
How the hell you think I get so paid
You never know
Do everything [?] count it then we flip it
yeah
You never know
Cause when you feel me.You gon see me in
the movie ain't it
I'm in the club, they bump my old shit
We making waves, you see the Oceans
I'm getting paper, they like ohhh, sheesh
Now drop that ass and back up off me
(Now give it up x16)
Da LES:
And when I pull up with your mamie you gon
give it up
Watch you mamie hit the lotto, when she give
it up
You ain't seen it in a moment when you give
it up
You niggas know the motto better give it up
Pre-Hook:
Riding around with the gang
Roco all in my veins
You only get out what you gave
How the hell you think I get so paid
You never know
Do everything [?] count it then we flip it
yeah
You never know
Cause when you feel me.You gon see me in
the movie ain't it
I'm in the club, they bump my old shit
We making waves, you see the Oceans
I'm getting paper, they like ohhh, sheesh
Now drop that ass and back up off me
(Now give it up x16)
Credits
Writer(s): Tumelo Thandokuhle Mathebula, Lutendo Kungoane, Leslie Jonathan Jr Mampe, Shane Hughes
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