Trees

I like my bitch brown
And my chain gold
Shut the fuck up
I got trees to roll
You can't see the top
You ain't made to go
You done lost out cause You can't play ya role

Told her when real bosses out
You gon' do what I say or go
I like my bitch brown, ass fat, pussy made of gold
I like my bitch down, that's a fact, my bitch trained to blow
I think you can play the role
If you thinking the same I know (Same I know)
We ain't the same I know, lemme talk my shit
Like I walk my shit
I'ma pop my shit
Asking me for the link, lemme drop my shit Blowing my high man get off my dick
Doing the dash in dat' Range Rover
I told lil' shorty bring my whips out like Django

I like my bitch brown
And my chain gold
Shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)
I got trees to roll
You can't see the top
You ain't made to go (You ain't made for it)
You done lost out cause You can't play ya role

I told her to dip
I told her don't trip
She wanna get mad
Bitch get off of my dick
She don't want me in my bag
She don't want me get lit
Now she want take it back no no
Now she wanna take a trip
You wanna take a trip?
Shawty You tripping already
You must be on white like Betty
Shawty You petty
Meanwhile I'ma sip on this 1738 like Fetty
Smoke out the telly
Just like Belly, I need a Keisha to hold
Drop a bag on yo' ass and she hold my pole (aye)

I like my bitch brown
And my chain gold
Shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)
I got trees to roll
You can't see the top
You ain't made to go
You done lost out cause You can't play ya role