Lyrics:
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, in these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making ghetto
rock with me
Swang and bang I'm back in the game, come on y'all drop
Tops with me
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
rock with me
Swang and bang I'm back in the game, come on y'all drop
Tops with me
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
like a giant so goddamn tall
Lifestyle check sex drugs and rock and roll
Living god got cash bags, tubs I'm Rockefeller tall
What is that must be a dream
she be like "5-4-3"
Now drop down, you a freak (Milly rock)
Bend it over, touch your feet (yeah)
Shake that booty, I know it's little but unique
circles 'till they dizzy and drop
That's a fact that's a fendi on pops
Take my time let it rock your brain freeze
When you rush to the top, get it
Digging
and tossed by the boss and uh
That's me
In the back seat
Rollin up somethin
It's prolly trees
But fuck it I'm rollin something
It's prolly trees
So fuck it
We get up Monday morning
Roll outa bed
Get that coffee pourin
Crank that truck by 9 we’re workin
Making somethin out of nothin
We’re corner office
Suck my dick on P E
Smoke woods
On church
That shit lit
Doing what
I want no cap
Mad big
Made five bands by just
Sipping drank
Loui luggage drip
Went
wanna roll another pack
Get high as nose bleeds
I got that bag and now they acting like they know me
No you can’t tell me that you real
You gotta show me
How I'm a rock all these clothes
I can't rock all of these kicks
Got damn
How I'm a rock all of these clothes fashion
Fuck it up
Fucking up
Fucking
paper cause I'ma lock all you bitches up!
When I go big, I'ma stop the world and rock n' roll!
But until then, I'll let you know that I'm still banned!
over half you dudes that’s rapping sound like Dej Loaf
A quarter of em sound like the Migos
The rest do it for the gram repost or pre rolls
But I do
pass my by
That's why I stay oh so high
One blunt
Two blunts
Three blunts
Four
Never stop, Never slow my roll
Times so fast, always pass my by
That's why
hefty
Child resistant
Eric is wit' it
And we split it up
Going 50 for 50
I'll be the rock
So we roll like the 60s
Came from the dirt
Like I was 6 feet
for the gold
I get it and dip and the bag gon' be hefty
Child Resistant, Eric is wit' it
And we split it up going 50-for-50
I'll be the rock so we roll
Fascinated allegation kilo grams of that coke
Roll with 25 and never knew his social number
Mac-11 for that Gucci belt to go up under
Black man's pride, see
my ass all night
But I ain't mad at her prejudiced dad
That's the best damn pussy I ever had
Got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine
I'm gonna fuck
a roll it up
And I'm a light it up
I'm in the district
Downtown
By the Trump
With some ratchet hoes
That I only chill wit
When I'm high and drunk
And we
in iraq
You don't know I rock?
What you under a rock?
Old cats beggin us to bring that beat back
Each generation thinks
The next one is wack
something to say about me
But y'all don't know a damn thing about me
Just what you see, that's what you judge me on
Every time I turn around the guilty be
I wouldn't say something that wouldn't work and I wouldn't damn sure waste my time telling something that would hurt you
But you would fall for
compleset and he told me
You know I wouldn't say something that wouldn't work and I wouldn't damn sure waste my time telling something that would hurt you
something mean
The whole shorts in the Rolls Royce is off
For sure, bouncin' the bar on my next world tour
When we hit the sick, I'm the cure
We 'bout
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