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Summrs

Relying On Roxy

 

Relying On Roxy

(album: Stuck In My Ways - 2023)


(Benjicold, why you icy?)
Yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah

Free my dogs up out the can
Won't find me back popping Xans
Hit you back when the jet land
This bitch told me that I'm the man
Knew I always fucking had a plan
Jozizzy moving that contraband
Koro moving that contraband
Fifty round drum like we in a band
Shirt for a mask like Taliban
Shirt for a mask just like Taliban
The Wock' dropping like an avalanche
Diamonds hitting like a fucking lamp
Going two-fifty in the fucking Lamb'
Gotta get away 'fore I get jammed, yeah, yeah
Gotta get away 'fore I get jammed

She ain't notice me back then before I had all these fucking diamonds
VS1 clarity up in my Patek, can't tell what the time is
To keep it real, I'm tryna slut you out, I don't really know what the wine and dine is
Baby girl, I'm being honest, you the finest, show me your mind, bitch
Codeine got me zombie, that broke nigga in Abercrombie
Just like a diamond, girl, you shining, yeah, you blinding
I'm familiar with your kind, bitch, but you slimy, used to lying
Strung out on the roxies, it feel like a nigga dying

I ain't lying, I'm in a Cayenne and I'm flying
I don't relate to none of these pussy niggas, I'm a giant
I ain't gon' lie, you got two days before I stop replying
I ain't lying on these pills, nah, I'm relying, yeah, yeah
And I love my fucking gang, we locked in
You and your friend go both ways, we locked in
Heard you tryna kill me and I'ma kill you first, my nigga, what's poppin'?
You a dead man walking, my nigga, you is a zombie
Walking straight in the paint, you make the wrong move then your ass get shot in the face
Face shot, face shot, his mama crying and the ambulances on the way
Relying on roxy, tryna cover up my sins every day
You are not my friend, let's get it popping since your ass wanna play

Baby ain't notice me back then before I had all these fucking diamonds
VS1 clarity up in my Patek, can't tell what the time is
To keep it real, I'm tryna slut you out, I don't really know what the wine and dine is
Baby girl, I'm being honest, you the finest, show me your mind, bitch
Codeine got me zombie, that broke nigga in Abercrombie
Just like a diamond, girl, you shining, yeah, you blinding
I'm familiar with your kind, bitch, but you slimy, used to lying
Strung out on the roxies, it feel like a nigga dying

done

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