roses (feat. soarr)

She made this t-shirt that says, I heart Aaron I gotta glock and I ride with a c4 I'm making money, but bitch ima need more Searching for opps, like finding no nemo I run up my check what she all on my D for Qwaulifies put me on, awl bitch hell nah I f*ck your bitch and you know I go raw dog That nigga talking we send him to hall call Yeah, I'm makin' money so I'm gonna pop off That nigga praying, we send him a halo Hundred round choppa, it came with a Draco I rise and I strike, but sometimes I stay low I got a baddie, she lookin' like J-Lo Remember the Glock, it erupt like volcanoes Come through your house like a motherfuckin' tornado I got a bitch, she gon' do what I say so She Gon' play with your feelings like it was some Play-Doh Girl, I wanna get to know you I got some things that I could just show you But I just ain't know how to approach you You ain't know what it's like to be loved, let me show you You ain't know me before, but I knew you Cause girl, you know I was into you If you stop playin', baby, it could be us two Cause girl, you know I was into you Cause I swear you got me in a trance I might just have to go take you to France The love that we got, I could call it romance Look at your love from afar, it's a glance One more night, baby, we could just dance Wetting you up like you was a plant I know you got red flags, but now they transplant They say love is a curves, now I'm runnin' a slant Gettin' the money, you really just can't Your pockets so small, they look like some ants Yeah, you get crushed like a bag of Doritos Or maybe wrapped up, no burritos On this account, it's some zeros I want the pesos and I want the racks Really, I want the dineros I just be walkin' and walkin' around All these people some weirdos And I don't know what to do Only type of money I want is blue And only type of girl I want is you Please slide Please slide through I gotta glock and I ride with a c4 I'm making money, but bitch ima need more Searching for opps, like finding no nemo I run up my check what she all on my D for Qwaulifies put me on, awl bitch hell nah I f*ck your bitch and you know I go raw dog That nigga talking we send him to hall call Yeah, I'm makin' money but I'm gonna pop off