Roxy (feat. Seq & Odii Gii)

(Too far)
Roxy-Roxy make her mouth drool
He ain't got no fire
Been had money, I'm tied to it
Ho, im flying private
Love you ho, can't hide it
She seen me, her heart dropped
Give a fuck about a valet
Tesla make me carsick
Feel like I ain't got far, hey
Think I need a better outlet
Two-fifty on the highway
Anything I do it feel like, these niggas don't hear what I say
Y'all went out the sad way
I can't go out like that
Gen five take his face off
I swerve in a Hellcat
Y'all wear clothes that don't match
Lil' bro caught his first hat
These niggas hoes thats for a fact
Nigga, you cuffed that ho, she fat
Bean hit, can't open my eyes
I went up, cause I know it's time
Hit the ho, cause I know she fine
Bad ho, and she know she mine

I think I found my outlet
I'm in the pussy, I'm drownin'
I know my music astounding
(I need some more time)
To think about who disrespecting me
I don't care about the money, it's a check to me
Yeah, we got a bad history, she still sexin' me
And I show up on the block, she still textin' me
Yeah, I ain't payin for a feature, you ain't taxin' me
Okay, I pull up to your neighborhood, pull up to your block
Before that, I was talkin' to your friend, he say you opp
Why won't this fake shit stop
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
We still flyin' private, and you not
Gather all my opps, put 'em in a knot
Riker text me, he be like "When it drop"
Whenever me and Seq stop fuckin' with bots

I can't lie, money just don't hit
Save a hoe, boy, you dumb as shit
(Uh, yeah)
Niggas ain't your friend unless you rich
Had to severe ties, yuh, had to cut that bitch
And that hoe evil with the shits
I live in a suburb, nigga, no I don't hit licks, yuh
You say thats yo hoe, nigga? Okay, that's my bitch
Niggas gon' you use you, and they just tryna get rich
Once you get the hoes involved, niggas gone switch
Niggas can't go anywhere, cause niggas got a switch



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Writer(s): Jamison Jones
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