Unruly

Pop the champagne bottle ohh
Roll the-blunts yeah yeah
There's no reason to brag
Hmm I just caught me a new bag
Hmm I'm winning I can't even stop
Hmm we pull up and flex in the lot

Hmmm
Hmmm

You cannot fuck with the flow
Imma just lay back and stake up some more
I am the Villain that's haunting yo soul

You wanted to copy but couldn't keep up
I'm like jaguar, you more like a truck
I'm right at your throat, and holdin you up

Screaming these words, so please listen up
I got a accountant he making me profit
300 my Villa, secure all my audits

I just took a addy and poured up a fourth
My cup is so dirty, I'm leaving this earth
Inside of the space, my stars are the wraith

My cash flow is crazy I'm feeling like trump
I Dyed my hair blonde because I love the blunts

I talk about money these niggas gon hate
Before I made lemons I made lemonade
Her mouth is so dirty, I bought her Colgate

It's hard to drink water because I made wine
I'm Plotting in mansions and holding them ransoms
I'm covered in medals and laced up in bezels
The Title is mine, I'm next in the line

This shit none of yo business
This shit none of yo business
This shit none of yo business
Hmmmmm
This shit none of yo business.
This shit none of yo business
This shit none of yo business
Hmmmmm

This shit none of yo business
This shit none of yo business
This shit none of yo business
Hmmmmm

This shit none of yo business
This shit none of yo business
This shit none of yo business
Hmmmmm

This shit none of yo business
This shit none of yo business
This shit none of yo business
Hmmmmm

This shit none of yo business
This shit none of yo business
This shit none of yo business
Hmmmmm



Credits
Writer(s): James Kollie
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