Rosemount Ave

Turn my music up Louder Ca bon This the realest shit I ever wrote In the back of the bach Chilling in my Givenchy coat Pretty model got a silly throat Shawty don't eat rice All she like is sushi and coke I fly my women out but never in coach Overseas in Belize and we making a toast Then I took her shopping in Geneva Yeah We either chilling fucking Or we smoking refer She in Vogue February feature Her pussy good but I gotta leave her See the money come first And the hoes come with it Remember late nights riding round in the civic Now I'm Stephen Curry when I'm on pivot I wished upon a star And now I'm out here living Rolex on my wrist Woo But that's light doe I took my chain out my shirt Now it's a light show Gave her fifty bands just to get her lipo She is your wife but that's my hoe The game is the game But they call me big dawg I told her she could come in But take her shoes off Yall niggas ain't fucking with me This year, next year To infinity, pussy