She wanna blow back to back like it's 4-20
Roll skinny, puff loud, then we sip Remy
Drop fifty, big grams, got plenty
It's on ice, nightlife, come rock wit me
She wanna blow back to back like it's 4-20
Roll skinny, puff loud, then we sip Remy
Drop fifty, big grams, got plenty
It's on ice, nightlife, come rock wit me
She wanna blow back to back like a Meek dis
If I move, it's hella bougie, curve a weak chick
A cheap trick get sticked, then I leave slick
She with me so she might hit the quick lick
Gangsta, never lacking making fast moves
Swag certified, Polo horse match shoes
Like'em thick wit it, lacefront, tattoos
Hella bad, when she walk pass, eyes glued
Pop a bottle, pour it on the rocks
Hundred blue face bills, let the dollars drop
Stop, VIP be the right move
Tell Bouji bring a friend cause she right too
Ain't no telling what we might do
Roll skinny, Water wit me, this the life, ohhh
Do it till the sun touch the stratosphere
Tip the bartender twice, then we outta here
Jump in the Chevy real nice then disappear
"The boy got him one tonight", all I'ma hear
Strange clouds, hella brown, Apple Crown, Remy
It's on ice, night life, come rock wit me
She wanna blow back to back like it's 4-20
Roll skinny, puff loud, then we sip Remy
Drop fifty, big grams, got plenty
It's on ice, nightlife, come rock wit me
She wanna blow back to back like it's 4-20
Roll skinny, puff loud, then we sip Remy
Drop fifty, big grams, got plenty
It's on ice, nightlife, come rock wit me
Slim waist and that nina sitting pretty
Anytime you playin' me, the ball I'm gon run it
Only focused on them dollars, tryin' to holla, you better have it
I ain't talking bout no Andrew, I ain't f*cking with no Jackson's
I want real ballers only, I'm talkin' Steph want them Curry's
To that money I hurry, she seeing me should be worried, I'm ready to ball out (Ball out)
All this money on me, she bout to fall out (Fall out)
Lil' mama show me that ass, I'm bout to pay ya tuition
I'm thrown so much money, gon be yo last night strippin'
I got it, them dollars I cop it
Newer shit it's designer, you hatin', and you a clouta
I wait, pick ya mouth up
I got the juice, the city dried up, don't be mad at me
Cause I'm getting my weight up
You should be focusing more on how to get ya paper
Talkin' behind my back, you ain't nothing but a trader
You speaking foreign to me if you ain't talkin' bout a pay cut
She wanna blow back to back like it's 4-20
Roll skinny, puff loud, then we sip Remy
Drop fifty, big grams, got plenty
It's on ice, nightlife, come rock wit me
She wanna blow back to back like it's 4-20
Roll skinny, puff loud, then we sip Remy
Drop fifty, big grams, got plenty
It's on ice, nightlife, come rock wit me
JayScutter - Come Rock Wit Me (feat. Miah Bouji) Lyrics
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She wanna blow back to back like it's 4-20
Roll skinny, puff loud, then we sip Remy
Drop fifty, big grams, got plenty
It's on ice, nightlife, come rock wit me
She wanna blow back to back like it's 4-20
Roll skinny, puff loud, then we sip Remy
Drop fifty, big grams, got plenty
It's on ice, nightlife, come rock wit me
She wanna blow back to back like a Meek dis
If I move, it's hella bougie, curve a weak chick
A cheap trick get sticked, then I leave slick
She with me so she might hit the quick lick
Gangsta, never lacking making fast moves
Swag certified, Polo horse match shoes
Like'em thick wit it, lacefront, tattoos
Hella bad, when she walk pass, eyes glued
Pop a bottle, pour it on the rocks
Hundred blue face bills, let the dollars drop
Stop, VIP be the right move
Tell Bouji bring a friend cause she right too
Ain't no telling what we might do
Roll skinny, Water wit me, this the life, ohhh
Do it till the sun touch the stratosphere
Tip the bartender twice, then we outta here
Jump in the Chevy real nice then disappear
"The boy got him one tonight", all I'ma hear
Strange clouds, hella brown, Apple Crown, Remy
It's on ice, night life, come rock wit me
She wanna blow back to back like it's 4-20
Roll skinny, puff loud, then we sip Remy
Drop fifty, big grams, got plenty
It's on ice, nightlife, come rock wit me
She wanna blow back to back like it's 4-20
Roll skinny, puff loud, then we sip Remy
Drop fifty, big grams, got plenty
It's on ice, nightlife, come rock wit me
Slim waist and that nina sitting pretty
Anytime you playin' me, the ball I'm gon run it
Only focused on them dollars, tryin' to holla, you better have it
I ain't talking bout no Andrew, I ain't f*cking with no Jackson's
I want real ballers only, I'm talkin' Steph want them Curry's
To that money I hurry, she seeing me should be worried, I'm ready to ball out (Ball out)
All this money on me, she bout to fall out (Fall out)
Lil' mama show me that ass, I'm bout to pay ya tuition
I'm thrown so much money, gon be yo last night strippin'
I got it, them dollars I cop it
Newer shit it's designer, you hatin', and you a clouta
I wait, pick ya mouth up
I got the juice, the city dried up, don't be mad at me
Cause I'm getting my weight up
You should be focusing more on how to get ya paper
Talkin' behind my back, you ain't nothing but a trader
You speaking foreign to me if you ain't talkin' bout a pay cut
She wanna blow back to back like it's 4-20
Roll skinny, puff loud, then we sip Remy
Drop fifty, big grams, got plenty
It's on ice, nightlife, come rock wit me
She wanna blow back to back like it's 4-20
Roll skinny, puff loud, then we sip Remy
Drop fifty, big grams, got plenty
It's on ice, nightlife, come rock wit me
Roll skinny, puff loud, then we sip Remy
Drop fifty, big grams, got plenty
It's on ice, nightlife, come rock wit me
She wanna blow back to back like it's 4-20
Roll skinny, puff loud, then we sip Remy
Drop fifty, big grams, got plenty
It's on ice, nightlife, come rock wit me
She wanna blow back to back like a Meek dis
If I move, it's hella bougie, curve a weak chick
A cheap trick get sticked, then I leave slick
She with me so she might hit the quick lick
Gangsta, never lacking making fast moves
Swag certified, Polo horse match shoes
Like'em thick wit it, lacefront, tattoos
Hella bad, when she walk pass, eyes glued
Pop a bottle, pour it on the rocks
Hundred blue face bills, let the dollars drop
Stop, VIP be the right move
Tell Bouji bring a friend cause she right too
Ain't no telling what we might do
Roll skinny, Water wit me, this the life, ohhh
Do it till the sun touch the stratosphere
Tip the bartender twice, then we outta here
Jump in the Chevy real nice then disappear
"The boy got him one tonight", all I'ma hear
Strange clouds, hella brown, Apple Crown, Remy
It's on ice, night life, come rock wit me
She wanna blow back to back like it's 4-20
Roll skinny, puff loud, then we sip Remy
Drop fifty, big grams, got plenty
It's on ice, nightlife, come rock wit me
She wanna blow back to back like it's 4-20
Roll skinny, puff loud, then we sip Remy
Drop fifty, big grams, got plenty
It's on ice, nightlife, come rock wit me
Slim waist and that nina sitting pretty
Anytime you playin' me, the ball I'm gon run it
Only focused on them dollars, tryin' to holla, you better have it
I ain't talking bout no Andrew, I ain't f*cking with no Jackson's
I want real ballers only, I'm talkin' Steph want them Curry's
To that money I hurry, she seeing me should be worried, I'm ready to ball out (Ball out)
All this money on me, she bout to fall out (Fall out)
Lil' mama show me that ass, I'm bout to pay ya tuition
I'm thrown so much money, gon be yo last night strippin'
I got it, them dollars I cop it
Newer shit it's designer, you hatin', and you a clouta
I wait, pick ya mouth up
I got the juice, the city dried up, don't be mad at me
Cause I'm getting my weight up
You should be focusing more on how to get ya paper
Talkin' behind my back, you ain't nothing but a trader
You speaking foreign to me if you ain't talkin' bout a pay cut
She wanna blow back to back like it's 4-20
Roll skinny, puff loud, then we sip Remy
Drop fifty, big grams, got plenty
It's on ice, nightlife, come rock wit me
She wanna blow back to back like it's 4-20
Roll skinny, puff loud, then we sip Remy
Drop fifty, big grams, got plenty
It's on ice, nightlife, come rock wit me
Writer: Johnas Tillman III, Samiah Stephens
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, INCH & A YARD PRODUCTIONS
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, INCH & A YARD PRODUCTIONS