ROXY

Roxy baby get my pistol out the trunk
Keep it loaded, we gon need some extra slugs
I’m no killa, I’m no victim, I’m no punk
They tryna send us off, I’m taking them with us
(Roxy get my gun)
We not dreamin, we gon bleed em
We gon rush em later
(They won't take me wit a soul)
Ain't no question
‘Cept the question “where’s the function later?”
(I said Roxy get my gun)
Play my people
Think my people feelin done?
(But we gon party wit the whoa)
What say my people?
Hey my people let’s gеt drunk
(Roxy get my)
Roxy baby gon and pull around the truck
Bring my pistol baby, bring my leathеr gloves
Kiss my sister, tell her give the kids a hug
Cause they gon miss me if I’m gone
SHIT
I shout “life is life” then pack my pipe
Be back in 40
Bitch I fight the fight, then back to pipe
I’m tight with shorty
I spend half my life wit shorty
I spend half my life recording
I feel like I’m Mike the Jordan
How i bring all hype to glory
Watch I tell my people story
Not to mention how I pull up just to pull up
Loose I’m off detention baby good luck tryna cool us
But you get type offensive you gon find out
You don’t like the threats then you should fly out before
(Roxy get my gun)
We not dreamin, we gon bleed em

We gon rush em later
(They won't take me wit a soul)
Ain't no question
‘Cept the question “where’s the function later?”
(I said Roxy get my gun)
Play my people
Think my people feelin’ done?
(But we gon party wit the whoa)
What say my people?
Hey my people let’s get drunk
(Roxy get my)

I was tryna smoke wit the niggas
You got closer and closer and choked on the niggas
Put a couple into cell, put a couple into hell
Swear you tryna kill you a boatfull of niggas
So full smoke, no hope for the niggas
I rolled in the snow sip slow for the right song
Thrown in the snow by the hoes at division 53
But them hoes better know that a brother type clean
Goin straight shots, Spike Lee
Shorties in Chanel, Ice Tea
I could be they iced tea
It could be they b-day for the night
Or, it could be a D-day if we fight, this could be ya whole life
Flash I could see my whole life
Wit my niggas like Amine red ride, put that on my left side
Fallback we might let it slide
We ain't never lackin on the westside
Brother keep ya head high
Not to mention how I pull up just to pull up
Loose I’m off detention baby good luck tryna cool us
But you get type offensive you gon find out
You don’t like the threats then you should fly out before
(Roxy get my gun)
We not dreamin, we gon bleed em
We gon rush em later
(They won't take me wit a soul)
Ain't no question
‘Cept the question “where’s the function later?”
(I said Roxy get my gun)

Play my people
Think my people feelin done?
(But we gon party wit the whoa)
What say my people?
Hey my people let’s get drunk
(Roxy get my)
Play my people
Think my people feelin done?
(But we gon party wit the whoa)
What say my people?
Hey my people let’s get drunk
(Roxy get my)