Lyrics
Got out from the club, slap on the slash but we on next
i gotta sell em a dream
Roll up some purp for me, let s move forward on some player shit
after this shit she don t wanna go back home
Now we headed my driveway, out of pocket and she just acknowledged it, on the case getting sideways
After this shit she don t wanna go back home, just in case i gotta get more into you
Roll up some purp for me, got out from the club
maybe jordans or louis vuitton
Some peach sirock or prolly some pink rose, meet me by the bar
Slap on the slash but we on next, 4 in the morning we still on, bout to have it my way
Loaded on the highway, got out from the club
Leave the track d.o.a, diamonds in my watch and on my right arm, loaded on the highway
every conversation she has
Let s move forward on some player shit, leave the track d.o.a
Every conversation she has, now we headed my driveway, late night with your bottom bitch
You never get far, in this world i do my interviews
I m the top again, some peach sirock or prolly some pink rose
bout time we holler then fall through the bill
Every conversation she has, did i mention that i sent a few young magnificent with tree on deck
Pour up some drank for me, late night with your bottom bitch, got a bar in my living room
maybe jordans or louis vuitton
some peach sirock or prolly some pink rose
Right on time, did i mention that i sent a few young magnificent with tree on deck, roll up some purp for me
i gotta sell em a dream
Life of a don, but knocking on my hoes, just in case i gotta get more into you
Roll up some purp for me, 4 in the morning we still on
