Alright, look, look, look
She lettin' every nigga stab you, just another body
Stop flexin', that roller', why you lovin' the thotty
Bows in the sky, for now, I might have to sell Molly
Mayor of my city, I can tell who's been nice or naughty
I wake up, break four grams, I'm tryna stuff it all
This lemon skunk with a loose leaf, it smell like dirty draws
Married to the game, I can't get my love involved
It's too much trauma in the past, for me to love at all
Look, let's slide to the opps and see where they supposed to be
We run up the score, it's never even with the B.Y.B
Again, Mayor of Long Beach, niggas wanna humble me
But follow my lead, let me take you where you wanna be
I chase blues, I stack racks and do it all again
Yo bitches was with me when I takin' L's, now all I do is win
Wouldn't trust no bitch that got my number pinned
Cause the bop was amazing, lord forgive me im finna sin
She lettin' every nigga stab you, just another body
Stop flexin', that roller', why you lovin' the thotty
Bows in the sky, for now, I might have to sell Molly
Mayor of my city, I can tell who's been nice or naughty
I wake up, break four grams, I'm tryna stuff it all
This lemon skunk with a loose leaf, it smell like dirty draws
Look, I can put your bitch on the blade, I bet she skate down
My ex said it's ran its course, so I better not lap around
Shit, she probably f*ck with a nigga that got a rollie crown
But let her ask who got her heart, he'll be dumb found
The blues been Chased', racks are stacked and I'm ballin
Your bitch comin' through the back door, that's why she stallin
I done linked up with the band boys and we mobbin
Now your bitch don't wanna f*ck you, cause her pussy drop, I let her
She lettin' every nigga stab you, just another body
Stop flexin', that roller', why you lovin' the thotty
Bows in the sky, for now, I might have to sell Molly
Mayor of my city, I can tell who's been nice or naughty
I wake up, break four grams, I'm tryna stuff it all
This lemon skunk with a loose leaf, it smell like dirty draws
BYB - Rock The Boat Lyrics
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Alright, look, look, look
She lettin' every nigga stab you, just another body
Stop flexin', that roller', why you lovin' the thotty
Bows in the sky, for now, I might have to sell Molly
Mayor of my city, I can tell who's been nice or naughty
I wake up, break four grams, I'm tryna stuff it all
This lemon skunk with a loose leaf, it smell like dirty draws
Married to the game, I can't get my love involved
It's too much trauma in the past, for me to love at all
Look, let's slide to the opps and see where they supposed to be
We run up the score, it's never even with the B.Y.B
Again, Mayor of Long Beach, niggas wanna humble me
But follow my lead, let me take you where you wanna be
I chase blues, I stack racks and do it all again
Yo bitches was with me when I takin' L's, now all I do is win
Wouldn't trust no bitch that got my number pinned
Cause the bop was amazing, lord forgive me im finna sin
She lettin' every nigga stab you, just another body
Stop flexin', that roller', why you lovin' the thotty
Bows in the sky, for now, I might have to sell Molly
Mayor of my city, I can tell who's been nice or naughty
I wake up, break four grams, I'm tryna stuff it all
This lemon skunk with a loose leaf, it smell like dirty draws
Look, I can put your bitch on the blade, I bet she skate down
My ex said it's ran its course, so I better not lap around
Shit, she probably f*ck with a nigga that got a rollie crown
But let her ask who got her heart, he'll be dumb found
The blues been Chased', racks are stacked and I'm ballin
Your bitch comin' through the back door, that's why she stallin
I done linked up with the band boys and we mobbin
Now your bitch don't wanna f*ck you, cause her pussy drop, I let her
She lettin' every nigga stab you, just another body
Stop flexin', that roller', why you lovin' the thotty
Bows in the sky, for now, I might have to sell Molly
Mayor of my city, I can tell who's been nice or naughty
I wake up, break four grams, I'm tryna stuff it all
This lemon skunk with a loose leaf, it smell like dirty draws
She lettin' every nigga stab you, just another body
Stop flexin', that roller', why you lovin' the thotty
Bows in the sky, for now, I might have to sell Molly
Mayor of my city, I can tell who's been nice or naughty
I wake up, break four grams, I'm tryna stuff it all
This lemon skunk with a loose leaf, it smell like dirty draws
Married to the game, I can't get my love involved
It's too much trauma in the past, for me to love at all
Look, let's slide to the opps and see where they supposed to be
We run up the score, it's never even with the B.Y.B
Again, Mayor of Long Beach, niggas wanna humble me
But follow my lead, let me take you where you wanna be
I chase blues, I stack racks and do it all again
Yo bitches was with me when I takin' L's, now all I do is win
Wouldn't trust no bitch that got my number pinned
Cause the bop was amazing, lord forgive me im finna sin
She lettin' every nigga stab you, just another body
Stop flexin', that roller', why you lovin' the thotty
Bows in the sky, for now, I might have to sell Molly
Mayor of my city, I can tell who's been nice or naughty
I wake up, break four grams, I'm tryna stuff it all
This lemon skunk with a loose leaf, it smell like dirty draws
Look, I can put your bitch on the blade, I bet she skate down
My ex said it's ran its course, so I better not lap around
Shit, she probably f*ck with a nigga that got a rollie crown
But let her ask who got her heart, he'll be dumb found
The blues been Chased', racks are stacked and I'm ballin
Your bitch comin' through the back door, that's why she stallin
I done linked up with the band boys and we mobbin
Now your bitch don't wanna f*ck you, cause her pussy drop, I let her
She lettin' every nigga stab you, just another body
Stop flexin', that roller', why you lovin' the thotty
Bows in the sky, for now, I might have to sell Molly
Mayor of my city, I can tell who's been nice or naughty
I wake up, break four grams, I'm tryna stuff it all
This lemon skunk with a loose leaf, it smell like dirty draws
Writer: Truby Hoke
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid