midnite stroll - rodeoglo lyrics
(yuhh, go)
i’m on the block with the pack
block with the pack
(go, go, go, go, go, go)
(goooo, go, go)
(goooo, go, go)
(goooo, go)
b*tch i got that swag, got these n*ggas mad, mad
beat that n*gga ass, he in body bag, bag
i’m just countin’ cash, countin’ all these racks, racks
juggin’ for that guap, finessin’ them racks, racks
i gotta* i gotta run it up, not worried ’bout no f*g, f*g
n*gga what the f*ck you got on, that sh*t not no swag, swag
n*gga [?] everything that i cop, it’s gon’ cost some racks, racks
and i know everything that you make is gon’ be trash, trash
smokin’ on dope, you smokin’ on vape
f*ck n*gga you just be talkin’ to ja*
n*gga i* n*gga i know you a fake, you a snake
pull up on the block, don’t need no drac’
i’m makin’ money i’m makin’ it shake, i cannot switch up no i cannot be fake
f*ck all you n*ggas ’cause y’all n*ggas hate, n*ggas be mad ’cause they don’t got taste
i just get the blue hunnids all in my face
lil’ b*tch ass n*gga, go count some cake
smoke a big blunt then i eat this steak
call up yo’ b*tch, she here to stay
i’m on my phone, i’m makin’ plays
all of you n*ggas be in the way
that b*tch, she f*ck with me ’cause i skate
i f*ck on that b*tch and i have a steak
[?] and 808s
i’m just focused on getting that cake
i know that these young n*ggas be fake
i can’t f*ck with you, ’cause you gon’ flake
i wake up like how much money i’m gon’ make
you don’t got more money than me that’s a fact
you know i could f*ck yo’ b*tch and that’s no cap
i’m coolin’ with twin, whippin’ beats in the trap
b*tch i got that swag, got these n*ggas mad, mad
beat that n*gga ass, he in body bag, bag
i’m just countin’ cash, countin’ all these racks, racks
juggin’ for that guap, finessin’ them racks, racks
i gotta* i gotta run it up, not worried ’bout no f*g, f*g
n*gga what the f*ck you got on, that sh*t not no swag, swag
n*gga [?] everything that i cop, it’s gon’ cost some racks, racks
and i know everything that you make is gon’ be trash, trash
i gotta* i gotta run it up, not worried ’bout no f*g, f*g
n*gga what the f*ck you got on, that sh*t not no swag, swag
i gotta run it up, not worried ’bout no f*g, f*g
n*gga what the f*ck you got on, that sh*t not no swag, sw*
(aye, go)
(goooo, go)
(b*tch i got that swag, b*tch i got that, b*tch i got drip)
(countin’ up these chips)
(i’m on the block with a pack)
(b*tch i got that swag)
(b*tch i got that swag, b*tch, i got that, b*tch, i got that drip)
(countin’ gucci chips)
(squad, squad, squad)
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