Roof Top Clique

(verse 1)

Retch gang shit, Roof top clique, diamonds stay dancing finna get you licked, we spitting heat no lighters bitch we sell our souls until were rich, who needs a home live in a ditch, we must be Zippo's make it lit, you want to shoot then drop that clip, pick up a mic bro start to spit, too hot boy need oven mitts , your fucking bedroom smells like piss, your full of errors heres a list, to start off you're irrelevant, a fucking pest like pocket lent, shit I ain't pissed just had to vent

Roach make it hot shit roach make it sweaty, like a fat kid when his pizza rolls are ready, or me when I don't hold my knife steady, flip it in my fingers click click I'm Freddy, bitch i stay banging like the fucking metals heavy got that flow so rough make the levy unsteady, flood gates open out comes a new chevy, bitch its Volks wagon, bitch its Volks wagon bitch

(intermission)

You guys know what it is- who- who it is, it's that back wood cat, that back ally bad boy Roach Eastwood, back for another track guys

(verse 2)

Getting sweaty bitch a sauna, deep woods hike that bitch a goner, make her eat 6 feet of dirt, burn whats all up in her purse, you smell potential stink like must that building smells it must be us, building smells it must be us

What is the point of it all. were just lost in this world. un till we all fall down