Where My Roses
What you wanna smoke some Zaza
I brought a bow out
Hoodrich up next for real
Yeah
I was voted most likely to talk that
Spice play sports beat motherfuckers
Up thats exercise
Leave him like Prichard I hear
Him callin' now he paralyzed
I'm all about them blue checks
But I never been verified
Like Dora I got shit up in my
Backpack that'll make you talk
Like simon says she do it for a
Bag thats how I make her walk
She fuck me off my name
She only fucked you cause
Of shit you bought
Quick to give a signal to a
Bitch just like a hotspot
Hot n' ready this aint Lil Caesars
Just know the block hot
Knock that hoodie up off his head
Look like a drop top
Bitch said she pregnant I turned
Her shirt into a crop top
He said his chop bussin'
Then air it out while walkin down
The street I call it crop dusting
Looking at the time they call me
Hammer boy they can't touch me
Talk about my boys then like
Durulo it gon' get ugly
Man I'm coming for his top like
Head and shoulders
Think I'm playing for golden state
That's how I pick and roll her
Wet as fuck pussy to good now
I need a stroller
Dudes down bad he online
Buyin' bath water
Yo daughter slupin' on my balls
You ain't raise her right
I talk a lot of shit but no one
Bold I ain't pay the price
Y'all always be on bullshit
But you don't look like mike
Drop a little 40 off the bench
It's that type of night
I speak my mind like Andrew Tate
Imma' take that risk
Looked at the bitch and she
Started smiling that's W rizz
Fuck all these girls that's my age
I want a teacher bitch
Miss W she fine as hell she can
Have my kid's
Ayyyy my man's know what it is
Bet by the time the year over I'm
Hittin' that shit
Call up Tee this real Miss Evans
Story gon' get too deep
Ayo Chak get camera 'bout to
Shoot Ms. Evans three
My fav retros is 11s I'm
One of them ones
I'd rather knock yo ass out
I don't look for no gun
She on stomach hittin' notes
She in the glee club
Run up on me you takin' nothing
We signed a prenup
That boy a square and he cheesy
Man fuck a Cheez-It
Tried to knock me out my spot
It's taken like Liam Neeson
Fucked around and start sharin'
My bread nickname me Jesus
Said I be the goat don't got to
See it just to believe it
I ain't shy so Imma' make a play
Like my name DeRozan
You'd think that boy a virgin by
The way he don't get no motion
Drippin' like a faucet on my mama
I'm a walking ocean
Been working my ass off it's
Got me thinkin' like where my roses
Shit I don't know bro
Ayyy Gonz how you mix this
I brought a bow out
Hoodrich up next for real
Yeah
I was voted most likely to talk that
Spice play sports beat motherfuckers
Up thats exercise
Leave him like Prichard I hear
Him callin' now he paralyzed
I'm all about them blue checks
But I never been verified
Like Dora I got shit up in my
Backpack that'll make you talk
Like simon says she do it for a
Bag thats how I make her walk
She fuck me off my name
She only fucked you cause
Of shit you bought
Quick to give a signal to a
Bitch just like a hotspot
Hot n' ready this aint Lil Caesars
Just know the block hot
Knock that hoodie up off his head
Look like a drop top
Bitch said she pregnant I turned
Her shirt into a crop top
He said his chop bussin'
Then air it out while walkin down
The street I call it crop dusting
Looking at the time they call me
Hammer boy they can't touch me
Talk about my boys then like
Durulo it gon' get ugly
Man I'm coming for his top like
Head and shoulders
Think I'm playing for golden state
That's how I pick and roll her
Wet as fuck pussy to good now
I need a stroller
Dudes down bad he online
Buyin' bath water
Yo daughter slupin' on my balls
You ain't raise her right
I talk a lot of shit but no one
Bold I ain't pay the price
Y'all always be on bullshit
But you don't look like mike
Drop a little 40 off the bench
It's that type of night
I speak my mind like Andrew Tate
Imma' take that risk
Looked at the bitch and she
Started smiling that's W rizz
Fuck all these girls that's my age
I want a teacher bitch
Miss W she fine as hell she can
Have my kid's
Ayyyy my man's know what it is
Bet by the time the year over I'm
Hittin' that shit
Call up Tee this real Miss Evans
Story gon' get too deep
Ayo Chak get camera 'bout to
Shoot Ms. Evans three
My fav retros is 11s I'm
One of them ones
I'd rather knock yo ass out
I don't look for no gun
She on stomach hittin' notes
She in the glee club
Run up on me you takin' nothing
We signed a prenup
That boy a square and he cheesy
Man fuck a Cheez-It
Tried to knock me out my spot
It's taken like Liam Neeson
Fucked around and start sharin'
My bread nickname me Jesus
Said I be the goat don't got to
See it just to believe it
I ain't shy so Imma' make a play
Like my name DeRozan
You'd think that boy a virgin by
The way he don't get no motion
Drippin' like a faucet on my mama
I'm a walking ocean
Been working my ass off it's
Got me thinkin' like where my roses
Shit I don't know bro
Ayyy Gonz how you mix this
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