LiL GOLDiE - JOJO $iWA ROLLiE Lyrics

"F*ck you" on my left hand, Jojo on my right wrist
Talkin' on the internet, but you won't even fight bitch
Shawty said I lay that pipe and that you got a shrimp dick
She told me it took 2 pumps before you f*ckin finished
Smack a goober with his board 'cause he stepped all on my Forces
His mama called the morgue, but he's everywhere in portions
Why this bitch cryin? She just got a free abortion
(I'm f*cked up with it)
(Skrrrrt) Chrome Heart socks with an Off-White tee
And a BB Belt with some Louis V jeans
Crocs on the feet, and you know they on sports mode
Facef*ck yo' bitch, I'ma leave her with a sore throat
(Gagging)
Ain't f*ckin' with a whore, bro
I feel like I'm Kodak way I pull in a whole boat
I'm givin' all these hoes blow
(Swag) I'ma pop two 30's, got me geekin' for the whole show
(Ouu) Dirty Diana, she dark like muddy Fanta
She grippin' on my sack like she was tryna work for Santa (Tryna work for Santa)
We in Atlanta, she hold on to my hammer
If I see an opp then I'ma leave him on a banner (Grrrrrr)
Dirty Diana, she ain't got many manners
Bitch, if not for me, then you would still just be a dancer (Shut up, hoe)
I'm in the Phantom, got dirty in my Fanta
Movin' bricks from Tampa skraight upstate to Montana
Blue bills like bruises, my jeans is some Trues
We off the booze, it's like 2:00, maybe noon
You lightin' spoons full of pure doggy food
While I'm poppin' 30's, they M-box, they blues
I'ma make that ass clap, like
Told her bae, throw it back, like
I'ma make that ass clap, like
Told her bae, throw it back, like
(Ouu) Dirty Diana, she dark like muddy Fanta
She grippin' on my sack like she was tryna work for Santa (Tryna work for Santa)
We in Atlanta, she hold on to my hammer
If I see an opp then I'ma leave him on a banner (Grrrrrr)
Dirty Diana, she ain't got many manners
Bitch, if not for me, then you would still just be a dancer (Shut up, hoe)
I'm in the Phantom, got dirty in my Fanta
Movin' bricks from Tampa skraight upstate to Montana (Yuh)