Rolling on this boat there's no devotion for the rotation
Take control don't let this boat take over your emotion
No (ohh)
I dont like class For the rap
Or the hoes who will clap
Without knowing The flows of the stacked
I devote my emotion attached to the roll
And I roll to the show to attack (Eyy)
Re-up the mass
Make that shit that don't pass
Hand over the cash
Feet stand over the pack
Man crying like a little bitch
Like a Morty
If I cant afford it, I be like rich
On a little forty
Living to flow, until I've written the story
Re-up the mass
Make the shit that don't pass
We up, we don't need to get to class
He up, he don't see a get up fast
Walking, flossing, no talking 'cause often
Walking, flossing, no talking 'cause often
No talking 'cause often
No talking 'cause often
No talking 'cause often
I'm working on my options
I'm working on my options
Walking, flossing, no talking 'cause often
No talking 'cause often
No talking 'cause often
No talking 'cause often
No talking 'cause often
No talking 'cause often
I'm working on my options
Walking, flossing, no talking 'cause often
Walking, flossing, no talking 'cause often
No talking 'cause often
No talking 'cause often
No talking 'cause often
I'm working on my options
Rolling on this boat there's no devotion for the rotation
Take control don't let this boat take over your emotion
No (ohh)
No talking 'cause often
No talking 'cause often
No talking 'cause often
I'm working on my options
I'm working on my options
