Rello Flow

Fuck it lemme pop my shii dont need no seal
Done got this shii up out the mud and now my future looking clear
Stay out the way and stack that bread
Dropped outta college but I still plan to get a mill
I do what i want the guttah way give a fuck bout how you feel
Aye lemme hop on this bitch and flow let's go
Out with the bros smoking big dope and wildin' out while we on the road
Can't wait till I'm up doing shows
State to state stepping in designer clothes
Bitch I'm in my bag can't be going out sad
Can't fuck with nobody people do the most

On my momma this shii gettin easy
I told em I'll do it and they aint believe me
Now they hoe drippin fiji
For a nigga like me dreadhead no wheezy
Switch it up to the new york flow
Gettin money dough
Run it up score
They gon hear this and wanna hear sum more
Aight I'm off that let me swerve back in my lane
Stay with the same niggas cuz me and other people not the same
I wanna big bag big bag big bag
Around the world we poppin' tags
Foot on the gas
Most wouldn't believe me if they knew everything I been through in my past
Young nigga locked in onna grind
All day all night money on his mind
Don't fold under pressure thuggin' through whatever
Bitch I'm big independent i won't never sign
Imma take care of mine yeah fasho that you know that
Rello Jokic I'm too sick with the dimes
I know my head hard no cap with or without the hat
But I gotta get it I can't wait in line

Fuck it lemme pop my shii don't need no seal
Done got this shii up out the mud and now my future looking clear
Stay out the way and stack that bread
Dropped outta college but I still plan to get a mill
I do what i want the guttah way give a fuck bout how you feel
Aye lemme hop on this bitch and flow
Out with the bros smoking big dope and wildin' out while we on the road
Can't wait till I'm up doing shows
State to state stepping in designer clothes
Bitch I'm in my bag can't be going out sad
Can't fuck with nobody people do the most

1... 2... 3... 4... Yxng Rello getting to the dough
5... 6... 7. 8... When I run with that sack I'm rello Golden Tate
On the way to the money I can not be late
Oh you say you not real? Oh then you can't relate
Blowing big gas in the air I'm like the cookie monster cuz it's never too much on my plate
That fire and ambition gon drive me to greatness I swear I was born to be a superstar
Straight out the guttah but I know one day me and all my niggas gon be in foreign cars
Whipping round sliding round
And you know that pack gon have us up on mars
All I do is just stay down and stay out the way
Ever since I was young they said shoot for the stars
But fuck it get money
She dig me cuz she think I'm funny
I keep shii 1k shout out my nigga money
Hit up yo bitch so she hop on my dick like a bunny
2-6 Jumpin'
That nawfside where I'm from where I be
Solid young nigga built off loyalty
I just wanna thank God for his continued patience with me

Fuck it lemme pop my shii don't need no seal
Done got this shii up out the mud and now my future looking clear
Stay out the way and stack that bread
Dropped outta college but I still plan to get a mill
I do what i want the guttah way give a fuck bout how you feel
Aye lemme hop on this bitch and flow let's go
Out with the bros smoking big dope and wildin' out while we on the road
Can't wait till I'm up doing shows
State to state stepping in designer clothes
Bitch I'm in my bag can't be going out sad
Can't fuck with nobody people do the most



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Writer(s): Rell Daniels
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