Rover.
Broke mother fucker but I got ambition
Ain't got a whole lot of luck but I got vision
You know I was on the way up but somebody snitchin'
Fucked up the come-up is what that little bitch did done got me a sentence
Yeah
Whole time he trickin'
Slingin' some pills with lean in the kitchen
Watch how he flippin'
Fast as Tekashi he sellin' for interest
I know where he livin'
You know that he chicken
But watch him go missin'
His mommy gone miss him
Yeah Yeah
But fuck that bitch I don't even give a fuck
Imma run up on him with a fuckin ruger tucked
Leave him swiss cheesed up with his belly up
See who the fuck he tellin' that we sellin' drugs
Nobody no more
Shot him through the door
I run out the back
Bodies hit the floor
Imma take his pack
Imma take his whore
Fuck her from the back
She came back for more
Yeah
Bitch wet
Like a subway cup got this
Dick wet
I can really tell that she fell in love
She said, "Kota"
I want you to show me the coast of Florida
I know you know everybody from Key West out to Nova
Grab a soda
Ain't talkin' no coke
Clean your nose up
Hop up in this rover break this reefer down and then we roll up
Ain't got a whole lot of luck but I got vision
You know I was on the way up but somebody snitchin'
Fucked up the come-up is what that little bitch did done got me a sentence
Yeah
Whole time he trickin'
Slingin' some pills with lean in the kitchen
Watch how he flippin'
Fast as Tekashi he sellin' for interest
I know where he livin'
You know that he chicken
But watch him go missin'
His mommy gone miss him
Yeah Yeah
But fuck that bitch I don't even give a fuck
Imma run up on him with a fuckin ruger tucked
Leave him swiss cheesed up with his belly up
See who the fuck he tellin' that we sellin' drugs
Nobody no more
Shot him through the door
I run out the back
Bodies hit the floor
Imma take his pack
Imma take his whore
Fuck her from the back
She came back for more
Yeah
Bitch wet
Like a subway cup got this
Dick wet
I can really tell that she fell in love
She said, "Kota"
I want you to show me the coast of Florida
I know you know everybody from Key West out to Nova
Grab a soda
Ain't talkin' no coke
Clean your nose up
Hop up in this rover break this reefer down and then we roll up
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Writer(s): Joseph Moss
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