No Choice

Woah, pull up in a Rolls Royce, gave a nigga no choice
Leave these bitches so moist, drips stain soy sauce
I know Chanel and Dior, keep her legs in the air
It's not a thing I can't afford, 'cause I'm known to keep it player

You, you see them diamonds on me baby
The way they glowing, keep these bitches goin' crazy
Every Robbin, yeah they coppin' can't be lazy
I'm splurging with your savings
Somebody should've told you, how I be fly yeah
Already showed you, how I'm movin' my way
I keep me a chauffer, we not on the same thing
Be down bad before yeah, that's why I get fly, aye aye aye aye

Woah, pull up in a Rolls Royce, gave a nigga no choice
Leave these bitches so moist, drips stain soy sauce, woah
I know Chanel and Dior, keep her legs in the air
It's not a thing I can't afford, 'cause I'm known to keep it player

Pop out with the effen, pocket full of dazzling best friends, baby
Nothing but girls in my section, if she throwing that ass I'ma catch it, baby
Somebody should've threw 'em in the zoo
I only like my bands, 'cause 'em blue
Ride it like a jetski, hundred dollar cash if you sexy, baby
Fuck twelve, come arrest me, drivin' too fast gotta catch me, baby
I'm always going crazy, it's what I do
If I can do it, you can do it too, nigga
Yeah baby

Pull up in a Rolls Royce, gave a nigga no choice
Leave these bitches so moist, drips stain soy sauce, woah
I know Chanel and Dior, keep her legs in the air
It's not a thing I can't afford, 'cause I'm known to keep it player

Pull up in a Roll Royce, gave a nigga no choice
Leave these bitches so moist, drips stain soy sauce, woah
I know Chanel and Dior, keep her legs in the air
It's not a thing I can't afford, 'cause I'm known to keep a player



Credits
Writer(s): Willie Maxwell, Julian Hecker, John Whitfield, Gold Sauce
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