Rocaine & & Molly Brazy
Molly Brazy
Rocaine & G.T.
Molly Brazy & Rocaine
Rocaine
Rocaine & Molly Brazy
Rocaine, 9000 Rondae & GT & Antt Beatz
9000 Rondae
G.T. & Babyface Ray
Rocaine, 9000 Rondae, GT & Molly Brazy
G.T.
Rocaine, 9000 Rondae & Molly Brazy
Rocaine, 9000 Rondae, GT & Molly Brazy
Molly Brazy
GT & Rocaine
GT, Rondae & Molly Brazy
G.T.
Rocaine & Molly Brazy
[Hook]
I got dope, Yeah, stupid dope, Yeah
I got hoes, Yeah, stupid hoes, Yeah
I got whips, Yeah, stupid whips, Yeah
I got kicks, Yeah, stupid kicks, Yeah
I got green, Yeah, stupid green, Yeah
I got loud, Yeah, stupid loud, Yeah
I got lean, Yeah, stupid lean, Yeah
I got bricks, Yeah, stupid bricks, Yeah
[Verse: Rocaine]
I got molly (yeah)
Like a party (yeah)
Got my worker at the trap house, I'm barely there
I'm a young player
Bitch got long hair
I'll kick her out tomorrow cause I don't care
I got hoes (yeah)
I got bowls (yeah)
I got bowls and they coming in the post mail
Hunnid thousand just for me just to post bail, Never testify, Rocaine don't tell
I'm a real killer, You a little boy
I'm from 8 mile boy only killa noise
I'm a stony boy, I can't go to jail
I'ma sell the whole thang, I don't need no scale
I need me a scale, 2-8 up the cake
I'll chop a nigga quick, Draco on my face
Murder make the case, Everyday i pray
And I keep a yellow bitch, who a sent the play
[Hook]
I got dope, Yeah, stupid dope, Yeah
I got hoes, Yeah, stupid hoes, Yeah
I got whips, Yeah, stupid whips, Yeah
I got kicks, Yeah, stupid kicks, Yeah
I got green, Yeah, stupid green, Yeah
I got loud, Yeah, stupid loud, Yeah
I got lean, Yeah, stupid lean, Yeah
I got bricks, Yeah, stupid bricks, Yeah
[Verse: Molly Brazy]
Aye
Fuck the judge, Free my muthafucking brother
Only nigga I would trust, I can't never trust another
Bitch don't play with me
I ain't no muthafucking barbie, Put this Rubert to your temple, Nigga now you saying sorry
Aye
Send them trap, .45 on my lap
Here bitch, Catch these holes
Fuck you talking bout a sky
And these bitches it's a wrap, I ain't kill no flak
Try to run, Fucking never came to sit to the back
I'm from Joy Rd. , Where that shit you owed
Got it out them other hoes to be the sons I told
Got my hoes in the kitchen, Send them boys on the road
Have Ro check the front door, While I reload
Bitch
[Hook]
I got dope, Yeah, stupid dope, Yeah
I got hoes, Yeah, stupid hoes, Yeah
I got whips, Yeah, stupid whips, Yeah
I got kicks, Yeah, stupid kicks, Yeah
I got green, Yeah, stupid green, Yeah
I got loud, Yeah, stupid loud, Yeah
I got lean, Yeah, stupid lean, Yeah
I got bricks, Yeah, stupid bricks, Yeah