Rob Van Dam

Ouu, woah woah I'm on this gas like I'm Rob Van Dam If you want the world, then open your hand But bae remember, I ain't like your man Take my love with a grain of sand I meant to say salt, but my brain said "nope" Imma dive in the pussy like I'm off the top rope Like Reggie Miller, Imma make her choke If an opp say "smoke", Imma up the smoke She say she wanna stay the night Like bitch I'm 'bout to book you a flight She say she don't wanna go home I tell her "sorry, but thanks for the dome" Aye, take you off the map like Faygo That's what you get for playing with my bankroll For someone that's broke, you should check your payroll I've been trippin' off purple like it's from Saints Row (How you feeling?) And I'm feeling different Ever since I got that bag, I've had no limits Feels like I set the world on fire every time I drop a snippet Like I said, I'm feeling different You can tell by the flow I'm goin', you know that I'm spitting You can tell by the Gucci I got on, you know that I'm fitting I can tell by the clothes you got on, you got free shipping I swear I don't got no feelings, 'cause bitches be tripping And the money be baitin' the haters like I'm goin' fishing I'm on god mode, I feel like I should have my own religion I remember them times early in the music when I thought I was quitting I remember them times early in the music talkin' 'bout tracks with my bros in the kitchen I'm on this gas like I'm Rob Van Dam If you want the world, then open your hand But bae remember, I ain't like your man Take my love with a grain of sand I meant to say salt, but my brain said "nope" Imma dive in the pussy like I'm off the top rope Like Reggie Miller, Imma make her choke If an opp say "smoke", Imma up the smoke She say she wanna stay the night Like bitch I'm 'bout to book you a flight She say she don't wanna go home I tell her "sorry, but thanks for the dome"