"Relying On Roxy" lyrics
(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 poppin' Xans
Hit you back when the jet land
This bitch told me that I'm the man
Knew I always fuckin' had a plan
Jozizzy movin' that contraband
Koro movin' 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' droppin' like an avalanche
Diamonds hittin' like a fuckin' lamp
Going two-fifty in the fuckin' 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 fuckin' 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 shinin', yeah, you blindin'
I'm familiar with your kind, bitch, but you slimy, used to lyin'
Strung out on the roxies, it feel like a nigga dyin'
I ain't lyin', I'm in a Cayenne and I'm flyin'
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 replyin'
I ain't lyin' on these pills, nah, I'm relyin', yeah, yeah
And I love my fuckin' 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 walkin', my nigga, you is a zombie
Walkin' straight in the paint, you make the wrong move then your ass get shot in the face
Face shot, face shot, his mama cryin' 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 poppin' since your ass wanna play
Baby ain't notice me back then before I had all these fuckin' 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 shinin', yeah, you blindin'
I'm familiar with your kind, bitch, but you slimy, used to lyin'
Strung out on the roxies, it feel like a nigga dyin'
Yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah
Free my dogs up out the can
Won't find me back poppin' Xans
Hit you back when the jet land
This bitch told me that I'm the man
Knew I always fuckin' had a plan
Jozizzy movin' that contraband
Koro movin' 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' droppin' like an avalanche
Diamonds hittin' like a fuckin' lamp
Going two-fifty in the fuckin' 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 fuckin' 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 shinin', yeah, you blindin'
I'm familiar with your kind, bitch, but you slimy, used to lyin'
Strung out on the roxies, it feel like a nigga dyin'
I ain't lyin', I'm in a Cayenne and I'm flyin'
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 replyin'
I ain't lyin' on these pills, nah, I'm relyin', yeah, yeah
And I love my fuckin' 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 walkin', my nigga, you is a zombie
Walkin' straight in the paint, you make the wrong move then your ass get shot in the face
Face shot, face shot, his mama cryin' 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 poppin' since your ass wanna play
Baby ain't notice me back then before I had all these fuckin' 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 shinin', yeah, you blindin'
I'm familiar with your kind, bitch, but you slimy, used to lyin'
Strung out on the roxies, it feel like a nigga dyin'
Writer(s): Deante Adam Johnson, James Addison Iii
