Sterl Gotti
Sterl Gotti
Sterl Gotti
Sterl Gotti
Sterl Gotti
Sterl Gotti
Sterl Gotti
Sterl Gotti & G.T. & Babyface Ray & Acey
Sterl Gotti
Sterl Gotti
Sterl Gotti
Sterl Gotti
Sterl Gotti
Sterl Gotti
Sterl Gotti
[Intro]
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Why they tryna ride my wave, though?
I keep a rod just like J.Lo (A-Rod)
[Chorus]
She think I'm just rushin' to fuck her 'cause I'm the man
I'm just tryna rush it to fuck her to fuck her friends
But anyway, she probably gonna come back again
And I got cameras on the coupe when you see me backin' in
We got sticks up in here too, we ain't lackin' again
I'll pop out with a nigga boo, then we back to the crib (Back to the crib)
Lil' Acey in the front with the lead (Uh-huh)
CT in the back with the dreads (Rasta)
[Verse 1]
I gave my soul to the street (My soul)
I put my soul on this beat (My soul)
I hit the road for the cheese
I lost my bro to the streets
I need a four for some sleep
Never put hoes over cheese
My nigga slang on the Westside
I made a name on the Westside
We run up some change on the Westside
I hit his main on the Westside
If it's ever any problem, bro pull up, let some shots go
We'll light this bitch up, and it'll sound like July 4
I can't let one of these niggas try to come and take my soul
(You think you special?) They just only wanna hit 'cause you my ho
[Chorus]
She think I'm just rushin' to fuck her 'cause I'm the man
I'm just tryna rush it to fuck her to fuck her friends
But anyway, she probably gonna come back again
And I got cameras on the coupe when you see me backin' in
We got sticks up in here too, we ain't lackin' again
I'll pop out with a nigga boo, then we back to the crib (Back to the crib)
Lil' Acey in the front with the lead (Uh-huh)
CT in the back with the dreads (Rasta)
[Verse 2]
Four, five, six back to back on that bitch, nigga (That bitch)
That's my homie, I'll go and hit a lick with him
I'm the type of nigga call a friend in a dismissal
I'm the type of nigga call my man then to hit niggas
I mean I'm the type of nigga call my mans up to get chicken
You the type of nigga call your mans up to hit bitches
You the type of nigga that get jammed up, Chicken Little
You the type of nigga move the bag, but be in the middle
Only time I need a bitch is to get a rental
Every time you hit that road, keep it confidential
Every time a nigga switch, I just keep my distance
Now when motherfuckers dip, I don't even miss 'em
[Chorus]
She think I'm just rushin' to fuck her 'cause I'm the man
I'm just tryna rush it to fuck her to fuck her friends
But anyway, she probably gonna come back again
And I got cameras on the coupe when you see me backin' in
We got sticks up in here too, we ain't lackin' again
I'll pop out with a nigga boo, then we back to the crib (Back to the crib)
Lil' Acey in the front with the lead (Uh-huh)
CT in the back with the dreads (Rasta)
Rasta was written by Pooh Beatz & Sterl Gotti.
Rasta was produced by Pooh Beatz.
Sterl Gotti released Rasta on Fri Nov 20 2020.