"roxy reynolds" lyrics
Ken Carson & Destroy Lonely Lyrics
00 twin, 5, twin, I'm YVL, twin
I need thick shit, Roxy Reynolds
I need thick shit
Got a porn star, she a sex symbol (Porn, porn)
YVL, you not the next member (YVL)
I've been rollin' off X, timber (X, oh yeah)
I'm the blueprint, this a new render (Yeah)
I'm 'bout to eat it up, she on a plate (Ha)
I'm going off, take
Switch the exhaust, intake
Pussy wan' leave, I know you gon' flake
Everything heavy, push major weight
She not difficult, 'cause she easy, bae
She not difficult, 'cause she easy to hit (Huh)
I'm throwin' up B's, rely on this shit
The clothes on you, I own the fit
Just poured up a four, came with a switch
She wanna wrestle, but I'm not Mitch
Pill in my drank, look at it fizz
I do not dance, I'm not a fish
Used to watch Mia Khalifa, not Wiz (Woah)
In this bitch with Lone, yeah, we just poured up (Top Floor)
I'm dozin' off a cup, yeah, I rosed up
Can tell like you like, that's why how she frozed up
These niggas be hoes, yeah (Monster, Young Vamp Life)
This shit get scary like the month after September (Bitch)
Came out the mud-mud-mud with my niggas (Sippin')
I'm 'bout my paper, diamond rocks, my bitches scissor
I'm tryna fit a whole damn pint in a two liter
My ho too bad, she like to wrestle, call her Lita (Say 5)
She bad and Spanish, whip a Rolls Royce, call her Rita (Yeah)
I'm smoking Colorado (Smokin' Colorado)
I'm in Atlanta, 'bout to take a bitch to The Prado
I gave her hammer, now she want me pay her car note (What else?)
I got more spots than Winnie Harlow (Havin' spots)
I got more spots than Winnie Harlow
Racks fit the denim, racks stuffed in 'em, these cargo (Wh-wh-what?)
Racks all on her, she a baddie, huh, I-I know
Percocet got me itching, yeah, I'm glitchin', I need hydro (Hydro)
Hermès for my bitches, don't get it twisted, this not Alo (Alo)
Saint Laurent Don, my bitch blonde like 2hollis (Yeah)
Pull up Rick Owens, make a bitch holler
Meet her at the hotel, all she know is swallow (Suck me, yeah)
Goin' Gucci fur, real poppin' my collar
Just left the Gucci show, I'm fuckin' a Gucci model (Oh, yeah, yeah)
Just hit a Gucci ho built like a water bottle
How can I not lead when I'm the one these niggas follow? (What?)
How can I not lead when I'm the one these niggas follow?
How can I not eat when all my niggas gotta—? (What the fuck?)
Hit 'em in the face with blick, I need that wallet (Yeah, what the fuck?)
Geeked up off them drugs, I'm on autopilot (Yeah, what the fuck? Yeah)
I need thick shit, Roxy Reynolds
I need thick shit
Got a porn star, she a sex symbol (Porn, porn)
YVL, you not the next member (YVL)
I've been rollin' off X, timber (X, oh yeah)
I'm the blueprint, this a new render (Yeah)
I'm 'bout to eat it up, she on a plate (Ha)
I'm going off, take
Switch the exhaust, intake
Pussy wan' leave, I know you gon' flake
Everything heavy, push major weight
She not difficult, 'cause she easy, bae
She not difficult, 'cause she easy to hit (Huh)
I'm throwin' up B's, rely on this shit
The clothes on you, I own the fit
Just poured up a four, came with a switch
She wanna wrestle, but I'm not Mitch
Pill in my drank, look at it fizz
I do not dance, I'm not a fish
Used to watch Mia Khalifa, not Wiz (Woah)
In this bitch with Lone, yeah, we just poured up (Top Floor)
I'm dozin' off a cup, yeah, I rosed up
Can tell like you like, that's why how she frozed up
These niggas be hoes, yeah (Monster, Young Vamp Life)
This shit get scary like the month after September (Bitch)
Came out the mud-mud-mud with my niggas (Sippin')
I'm 'bout my paper, diamond rocks, my bitches scissor
I'm tryna fit a whole damn pint in a two liter
My ho too bad, she like to wrestle, call her Lita (Say 5)
She bad and Spanish, whip a Rolls Royce, call her Rita (Yeah)
I'm smoking Colorado (Smokin' Colorado)
I'm in Atlanta, 'bout to take a bitch to The Prado
I gave her hammer, now she want me pay her car note (What else?)
I got more spots than Winnie Harlow (Havin' spots)
I got more spots than Winnie Harlow
Racks fit the denim, racks stuffed in 'em, these cargo (Wh-wh-what?)
Racks all on her, she a baddie, huh, I-I know
Percocet got me itching, yeah, I'm glitchin', I need hydro (Hydro)
Hermès for my bitches, don't get it twisted, this not Alo (Alo)
Saint Laurent Don, my bitch blonde like 2hollis (Yeah)
Pull up Rick Owens, make a bitch holler
Meet her at the hotel, all she know is swallow (Suck me, yeah)
Goin' Gucci fur, real poppin' my collar
Just left the Gucci show, I'm fuckin' a Gucci model (Oh, yeah, yeah)
Just hit a Gucci ho built like a water bottle
How can I not lead when I'm the one these niggas follow? (What?)
How can I not lead when I'm the one these niggas follow?
How can I not eat when all my niggas gotta—? (What the fuck?)
Hit 'em in the face with blick, I need that wallet (Yeah, what the fuck?)
Geeked up off them drugs, I'm on autopilot (Yeah, what the fuck? Yeah)
