RED ROSES
Aye
Aye
Bueno
Pop one
Walk through the whole Carolina
I did i did
KRAVITZ
Gee
Gee Gee
I really came home and ran through
A whole bunch of zips my peach can vouch
(Pressure)
Walk through the whole Carolina I left Tar Heel stains on the couch
(Ugh)
Mixing the Perkys and the zannys he caught him a charge lettem out
(Free Num)
Sometimes the only way out the streets you gotta run em to get out
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Stacking the money on rainy days knowing the sun gotta pop out
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Flooding the streets with dope but bitch I thought it was a drought
Aye
I thought it was a drought nooo
Flooding the streets with kravitz
Mr mouth full of gold Mr take yo bitch and touch her soul
(I did)
My money is thick it don't fold I came up jugging them boes
A couple niggas whip the road
(Band)
Free DOLLA he neva told
Aye Aye
I get designer designer
Aye
My peach get finer n finer
Aye
This that gas don't pass
Aye
We gone smash and dash
Aye
Back doe to back doe bando to bando
Parabellum had me feeling like Rambo
Potato skin I'm to hot to handle
Comment you stalking my channel
I really came home and ran through
A whole bunch of zips my peach can vouch
(Pressure)
Walk through the whole Carolina I left red roses on the couch
(Ugh)
Mixing the Perkys and the zannys he caught him a charge lettem out
(Free Num)
Sometimes the only way out the streets you gotta run em to get out
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Stacking the money on rainy days knowing the sun gotta pop out
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Flooding the streets with dope but bitch I thought it was a drought
Aye
Cash in hand no credit big bands we betting
(RACKZ)
Bitch a thot pussy she throw we catching
(Mossing)
One night morning lift off hand shakes no hugs
Big dap salute when you view me big Blood
I like the hundreds they blue the fifties they pink like pussy
So fuck what you saying
Play with my kids my peach my money on God them k's spraying
We don't finesse you my nigga where we from you getting skint
Any sign of disrespect I'm going ape shit
Got me bent
Vvs's in my necklaces please don't ask me what I spent
High Tec in my double cup darker than limo tint
Drank
Outta way in my own lane
A bust down and two chains
I'm Tupac no nose ring
14 and 14 make a whole thang
If there's no pain there's no gain
Got cashmere and propane
Like fried rice and lo mein
That car fast like usain
Aye
I get designer designer
Aye
My peach get finer n finer
Aye
This that gas don't pass
Aye
We gone smash and dash
Aye
Back doe to back doe bando to bando
Parabellum had me feeling like Rambo
Potato skin I'm to hot to handle
Comment you stalking my channel
I really came home and ran through
A whole bunch of zips my peach can vouch
(Pressure)
Walk through the whole Carolina I left red roses on the couch
(Ugh)
Mixing the Perkys and the zannys he caught him a charge lettem out
(Free Num)
Sometimes the only way out the streets you gotta run em to get out
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Stacking the money on rainy days knowing the sun gotta pop out
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Flooding the streets with dope but bitch I thought it was a drought
Aye
Flooding the streets with dope
Carolina Carolina
Aye
Aye
Bueno
Pop one
Walk through the whole Carolina
I did i did
KRAVITZ
Gee
Gee Gee
I really came home and ran through
A whole bunch of zips my peach can vouch
(Pressure)
Walk through the whole Carolina I left Tar Heel stains on the couch
(Ugh)
Mixing the Perkys and the zannys he caught him a charge lettem out
(Free Num)
Sometimes the only way out the streets you gotta run em to get out
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Stacking the money on rainy days knowing the sun gotta pop out
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Flooding the streets with dope but bitch I thought it was a drought
Aye
I thought it was a drought nooo
Flooding the streets with kravitz
Mr mouth full of gold Mr take yo bitch and touch her soul
(I did)
My money is thick it don't fold I came up jugging them boes
A couple niggas whip the road
(Band)
Free DOLLA he neva told
Aye Aye
I get designer designer
Aye
My peach get finer n finer
Aye
This that gas don't pass
Aye
We gone smash and dash
Aye
Back doe to back doe bando to bando
Parabellum had me feeling like Rambo
Potato skin I'm to hot to handle
Comment you stalking my channel
I really came home and ran through
A whole bunch of zips my peach can vouch
(Pressure)
Walk through the whole Carolina I left red roses on the couch
(Ugh)
Mixing the Perkys and the zannys he caught him a charge lettem out
(Free Num)
Sometimes the only way out the streets you gotta run em to get out
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Stacking the money on rainy days knowing the sun gotta pop out
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Flooding the streets with dope but bitch I thought it was a drought
Aye
Cash in hand no credit big bands we betting
(RACKZ)
Bitch a thot pussy she throw we catching
(Mossing)
One night morning lift off hand shakes no hugs
Big dap salute when you view me big Blood
I like the hundreds they blue the fifties they pink like pussy
So fuck what you saying
Play with my kids my peach my money on God them k's spraying
We don't finesse you my nigga where we from you getting skint
Any sign of disrespect I'm going ape shit
Got me bent
Vvs's in my necklaces please don't ask me what I spent
High Tec in my double cup darker than limo tint
Drank
Outta way in my own lane
A bust down and two chains
I'm Tupac no nose ring
14 and 14 make a whole thang
If there's no pain there's no gain
Got cashmere and propane
Like fried rice and lo mein
That car fast like usain
Aye
I get designer designer
Aye
My peach get finer n finer
Aye
This that gas don't pass
Aye
We gone smash and dash
Aye
Back doe to back doe bando to bando
Parabellum had me feeling like Rambo
Potato skin I'm to hot to handle
Comment you stalking my channel
I really came home and ran through
A whole bunch of zips my peach can vouch
(Pressure)
Walk through the whole Carolina I left red roses on the couch
(Ugh)
Mixing the Perkys and the zannys he caught him a charge lettem out
(Free Num)
Sometimes the only way out the streets you gotta run em to get out
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Stacking the money on rainy days knowing the sun gotta pop out
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Flooding the streets with dope but bitch I thought it was a drought
Aye
Flooding the streets with dope
Carolina Carolina
Aye
Credits
Writer(s): Denico Clyburn
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.